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synthleeius · 5 months
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masterpost 🪩
heyyy <33 my names syn and i use he/him xx enjoy stalking (me too though)
(ps; im a minor [14-16] so 25+ pls dni!)
Disclaimer!; this is a sfw tkl blog ⭐️
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writing tag -> #syns stuff
reblog tag -> #others stuff
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fandom list;
genshin impact
spiderverse
percy jackson (the tv show + TSATS)
genshin impact;
a well deserved break - ler!venti + lee! reader
anticipation (tickletober) - ler!venti + lee!reader
accidental (tickletober) - ler!aether + lee!xiao
afternoon - ler!xiao + lee!aether
magic tricks - ler!aether + lee!lyney
drunken antics - ler!aether + lee!venti
august slipped away - ler!tighnari + lee!aether
new years day - ler!aether + lee!xiao
drabbles
lee!albedo + ler!aether
lee!aether + ler!lyney
obey me!;
knismesis - ler!solomon + lee!reader
unnamed fic - ler!solomon + lee!reader
ler!solomon hcs + lee!reader drabble
spiderverse;
weak spot (tickletober) - ler!hobie + lee!gwen
BSD;
unnamed fic - ler!reader + lee!dazai
big mouth;
big mouth hcs
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tickle-page · 11 months
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Domestic ships Hcs!
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I decided to do my fav ship in Big Mouth!
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• What is their love language at home, from subtle gestures to bringing home gifts and spoiling the others?
Matthew gives Jay what ever THE FUCK he needs. At first it be small things like chocolate, or roses, or maybe both, but then it escalated to him buying the other a freaking gum machine? Ig. Jay, on the other hand, he’s a bit of a mess. He’ll give Matthew a cum sock that he made, and/or he’ll give him a pillow made for fucking? Matthew doesn’t want to straight up tell Jay his gifts suck, but that’s his boyfriend, so he did it anyway. Jay wasn’t too hurt abt it at all, very understanding he was.
• Who cooks, who cleans, and who makes the biggest mess?
If you watch Big Mouth, this will not come to a surprise. Matthew cleans all. The. Time. He’s a skilled chef too, believe it or not. Jay doesn’t do anything neat and/or tidy, he makes the messes, leaving his boyfriend to clean them up. Matthew would tickle some sense into Jay every time he sees him leave a mess, which taught him a lot. But he acts like a dog, so he needs a lot of training to not leave messes behind.
• Their most occurring reason for having tickle fights, and who wins them?
As I stated before, Matthew would tickle the living shit out of Jay because he just won’t clean up after himself. Jay hates getting tickled, so he gets his revenge on his boyfriend, which Matthew hates getting tickled too, so he would retaliate and destroy his shorter boyfriend. Jay is just more, and I mean more, sensitive than his boyfriend, so Matthew has the up most needed advantage.
• Who does the groceries, and what do they buy? (Unnecessary things, Healthy/Unhealthy, etc.)
Matthew sent Jay out to do the shopping, once! And once was enough. He came back with loads of icecream, candy, and things to prank his brothers with, but all Matthew asked for was milk and eggs. So Matthew would do the shopping for them because Jay had ADHD, so he’ll get distracted and forget why he came there, resulting in buying unnecessary things. Matthew will buy some vegetables, but he buys non vegetables too, making sure him and his boyfriend gets the proper meal.
• The kind of movies they like to watch together and who picks them?
They have a calendar set, so they know who’s turn it is to pick the movie. They would watch movies every weekend, Saturday and Sunday, and Matthew will pick something kid friendly more so, I see him as a mystery type of guy, while Jay picks something horror or scary. Matthew doesn’t like all of that, so he usually watches like Madea, Jay gets bored of Madea or Matthew’s movies in general, so he puts on movies like “Friday the Thirteenth” or “Chucky”. Jay also scores bc Matthew will occasionally jump towards Jay, hiding behind him while grabbing his arm. He’s much shorter than his boyfriend, so he actually enjoys feeling stronger and bigger than Matthew.
• “Their song”- The song they often dance to and that played/would play at their wedding.
OMG!! They are different in personality wise, but they can agree ON ONE SONG!! And that is dead girl in the pool- Girl in Red IT’S SUCH A BANGER SONG!!
• What kind of pet would they have, and what would they name it?
Jay would NOT leave his pit bull behind, so when he moves in with Matthew he’ll make sure to bring him. His names, Ludacris, btw. But Matthew would want something exotic, like a monkey, and he’ll name him, Gonzo.
• The most trivial things they fight over?
Jay has a habit of pulling pranks because of his older brothers so he’ll forget the pranks are lying around in his house, and Matthew would get stuck in them all the time. This got a stern talking to.
• A wild spider appeared, how do they act?
Spider? Hell naw, not for Matthew. If he sees a spider, he’ll jump on the closet highest thing, screaming for his boyfriend to come and kill it. Jay would come running everytime, only to find a long leg that his dearest boyfriend was scared of, but honestly, same too. Jay starts laughing making Matthew angry and start yelling, “JUST KILL THE FUCKING SPIDER JAY!” Jay giggled some more “Wohohoa, sorry your majesty, I shall slain the monster for thou my dearest husband ordered of me too!” They aren’t married, but I thought it was cute. Jay picked it up and tossed it outside, now Matthew can come down safe and sound.
• Their behavior in bed (does anyone steal blankets, who wakes up first, etc.)
Jay is a MASSIVE bed hogger, he would steal the blankets, snore, and kick in his sleep. Matthew got tired of this so he would sleep on the couch, WHICH WAS HIGHLY DANGEROUS IN JAY’S HOUSE!!! But he just didn’t care. Jay woke up at 12 in the morning realizing his boyfriend wasn’t in bed, only to find him on the couch fast asleep. So him being the MANLIEST and STRONGEST out of the two, he carried his sleeping boyfriend bridal style, and placed him gently in his bed, tucked him in, and went to go sleep on the couch. Matthew would wake up early at like 7 on weekends and 5 on school days, so he’ll find his boyfriend laying on the couch without a blanket, went to go get one, kissed him, and waited till he woke up so they can go to school together. FOR JAY!! This boy sleeps through half the day on weekends, sleeping till one in the afternoon, and he would do the same for school days, if his boyfriend doesn’t come wake him up everytime.
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omg okay so when i saw that you write for big mouth and human resources i about lost my shit. so im a huge jatthew fan and id really like a lee jay drabble where matthew gives jay cheer up tkls bcuz he's sad about his family OR lee pete the logic rock headcanons.
ofc you can chose not to but yk💓 ill write them if you wont 😩
Hey! Sorry I'm so late to this - if you like it I'll keep making these in quicker time.
Again, so sorry it took so long, I have periods where I do and don't have time for this witting because of school, but I'm free for the next few weeks (yay!)
Sooo I think I'll do Pete HC's, especially because he interacts with Caleb so much in this new season, meaning I can weave him in there somewhere.
Pete is made of rock, so him being ticklish is like, impossible
(bows, leaves)
Hah! Oh so you thought! (re-enters)
So even though he's so rough and strong we all know that he's a softie. We also know that he's muscly, and that muscles make you more ticklish.
Rochelle found out that he was ticklish actually before they were dating by seeing him get tickled by Emmy before hours. Ofc when Pete saw Rochelle he was visibly embarassed and was pathetically trying to sound like a strong guy and said that he was faking laughing for Emmy's satisfaction to shut her up.
"Come on, surely there is an ounce of logic in your love bug brain. You know that I couldn't possibly be ticklish, I'm a rock and i can't even feel temperature. What was I supposed to do when Emmy started annoying me?"
Rochelle smirked - "well, ok, if that's the case than I still don't think Emmy is satisfied, so maybe you should 'fake' some more"
So yeah whenever someone asks if Pete's ticklish or doubts it when he says he isn't he always brings up logic to conclude that he couldn't possibly be ticklish
This also happened with Connie once because yk she's so randomly curious about the weirdest shit so she walks up to him one day and goes - "so, you know how your made of rock right? Does that mean you can't be ticklish?" And his heart STOPPED for a moment.
Also it has happened with Caleb ofc. Once Pete and Maury were in a meeting to create a list of notes on what touches would be acceptable for a potential partner, and they both wondered weather tickling would be ok so they asked Caleb in person. He said that it would be fine but first asked Pete if he would be ok with it. Ofc Pete pulled off his whole "i'm a rock so your question makes no sense" thing and ofc Caleb didn't fall for it and told him that, very many times, he had observed Pete getting itchy, which means that he was just as likely to be ticklish and even more so because he was sensitive. Maury smirked at Pete and Pete felt like throwing Caleb out the window (but never ACTUALLY considered it because he never would - he's a nonviolent rock).
Oh wait I haven't gotten to him ACTUALLY being tickled yet much so he is sometimes tickled by Emmy when she is pressuring him to say something (Emmy can always tell when there is something up).
ALSO I think Caleb tickled him once but on accident. Like he was poking and prodding Pete because he likes the texture of rocks and Pete just clenched his teeth and took it. Until he couldn't take it anymore and started giggling, squirming out of Caleb's grip with a "stawwp ittt" (fic idea?!)
Now, for the most important thing, spots...
Belly - 8/10. Lots of giggles
Neck - Not much
Sides - Bro will SCREAM, especially on the sides of his belly. 10/10
Underarms - pretty bad, some light chuckling. 4/10
That's all I can think of rn, thankyou for reading! Until next time gigglers (:
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shamelessler · 6 months
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for tkl tober im mostly gonna be writing for Big Mouth cuz theres not enough content for it. if theres gonna be a ship it will undoubtably be matthew and jay because oh my god they are fucking cute.
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hyunebear · 10 months
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my top 3 rn are: collision, get lit, & hall of fame
#adri.fav#skz's#5-star#fnf and item are two close calls#no honestly this whole album is a no-skip like what they've put out since#i have so many favorite parts in each song that just tickles my brain in a very unique and distinct way#first of all. the TRUMPETS in collision han jisung u are fucking insane i need to kiss his brain and him on the mouth#also ever since the unveil for get lit i have never stopped obsessing w that bass drop i can't wait to own big ass speakers#so i can get mad w that track#hyunjin's SWERVE SWERVE part i HATE him#hall of fame. what more can i say the chorus sold me immediately#but the entire concept of it is just so genius and the fact that it's the intro?????? we love her i love her#so many lines and parts in that song are my favorite bc why is felix singing “Shaking the industry Quaking reality”#is the exact representation of what they've been doing now.#now we're gonna talk abt s-class. jisung's verse. the dance break. i have more. i needed a few days to recover from that and#it's actually the perfect tt for this cb#item. it's a song where no other group can recreate or do. period.#THE BINSUNG PART?????????? pussy part thank u i lost my shit entirely#superbowl. no i'm not gonna talk abt this song. NEXT#topline has met and exceeded all my expectations it's incredible. they way they talked abt multiple kinds of lines and#incorporating it into the song????????? god their lyricism is always on point#i had to like go back to see where was tiger jk in that song bc the transition from him to jisung was so smooth they sounded like one perso#dlc. changbin i love u#this song makes me wanna just be gay and do crimes. literally#fnf i love her so much she's a blessing#reading the lyrics to this was so bittersweet and like i watched the intro and having multiple interpretations to it#makes it even more heartbreaking#the bit towards the end w minho singing is sososososo beautiful#youtiful. my skz.................... she's such a pretty and healing song and so straightforward and sincere#nah it's no big deal i definitely did not cry over her like a baby
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molagboop · 2 years
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#comic#raven beak#samus aran#chozo#metroid dread#Raven Beak's big booby couch surfing adventure#don't worry about it this is all written out in page 1 of The Care And Keeping of Giant Murder Bird Dad Things#yes that couch is to scale he is two and a half Samuses tall#not that the blanket/towel over the head works but she would be elated if it did#he's too big for her to coerce into a cage. he's too intelligent to fall for the 'it's dark so it must be nighttime' trick#he has a Bird PhD and special ops training. there ain't no fooling him#but there ARE a few reflexes Samus can take advantage of to have herself a little fun#if he's going to be occupying the couch for who knows how long she might as well make the most of it#he sleeps on it because 1. she wants her bed to herself and 2. bed's too small for him to sleep in it by himself anyways#the couch is also too small but it's better than nothing and Samus is the breadwinner here#as for reflexes she can take advantage of: tickling him under the chin may get him to reflexively open his jaw.#it doesn't always work though#that's something she can do to mildly annoy him. like in a 'why did you do that' sort of way.#it's far easier to make a Chozo hatchling open their mouth that way. parents do it to get stubborn children to take unpleasant medicine#Zebesian scholars speculated that it might be related to social feeding behaviors such as a hatchling's instinct to nudge a parent's#throat to tell them 'hey i'm hungry give me some of that sweet mush in your crop'#now i need to tag this with headcanons because i went too deep into the Fun Thoughts Zone#headcanons#anyways. more reflexes samus can weaponize. this one isn't exactly weaponizable in any meaningful way#but sometimes she plays music while he's busy with his hands or reading just to see what gets him to absently bob his head#so far she's gotten him to do it with 'Plastic Love' and ABBA. half the time he doesn't *appear* to notice that he's doing it#very rarely it becomes quite obvious that he's not only noticed the head bobbing but has foregone whatever he's doing to fully embrace it.#you know he's gettin' funky with it when his plumes stand on end#his neck kind of straightens or stretches out. he gives a short#robust shake of his head. and then everything moves from the shoulders down. full body bird-brained wiggles. it's very amusing.
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neotickles · 10 months
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Now if your hips have never been wrecked then I think we absolutely need to help you out with that! You know we could always scramble your brain and have one person just lightly tracing and scribbling across your hips (obviously sometimes trailing up to attack your tummy), while the other person gives you squeezes up and down your sides and hips. We can see which one you like better!
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omg that's so nice of you, giving me that imagry in my head so well! now i can practically FEEL how it's like to get hip tickled! wow! thanks!
HOW COULD YOU! ILL NEVER RECOVER FROM THISKJDDJDDLD
(actually though the thought of experimenting different spots with a ler and seeing which i like better makes my heart flutter thats so sweet)
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nanaslutt · 22 days
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insatiable
ʚ synopsis: Choso accidentally discovers that you can squirt and he’s determined to make you do it over and over again
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ʚ cont: fem reader, rough sex, multiple orgasms, squirting, mating press, dirty talk, he talks you though it, inexperienced choso, unprotected sex, cumming inside
ʚ note: another brilliant ask from 🌱 anon <3
MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI
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The position he currently has you folded in is one that has you seeing stars behind your eyes. Your legs are folded against your body while Choso drops the weight of the bottom half of his body down onto your pelvis with each thrust, making his cock assault your sweet spot deep inside you to no end. It felt like your organs had molded to make room for Choso's cock.
His hard pelvis crushed yours each time he thrust into you, his hot skin smashing against your clit, making your walls spasm and squeeze around him ruthlessly. "God, you're so tight-" Choso gritted through his teeth, his hot breath tickling your neck as he whined and groaned against your skin. Each time he bullied his cock into your walls, you felt something coil itself tighter and tighter in your stomach.
It felt deeper and more intense than your usual orgasms, but you were being fucked with such force that you were unable to utter any words, only able to squeeze your arms tightly around your boyfriend's neck and cry choppy moans as he humped into you ruthlessly. "O-oh shit-" Choso's eyes twitched and his eyebrows furrowed as your jaw fell open, mouth forming a big O shape as the ball of tightness in your pelvis burst.
Choso placed his hands on the undersides of your knees and pushed his body up, allowing him to look at the mess you were making on his cock. His eyes opened in shock, his hips not even slowing a bit as he fucked streams of a white liquid out of your cunt. The feeling of you gushing out around him made him bite his lip between his teeth, his balls throbbing as he watched you have an orgasm like you never have before.
You gasped and breathed heavily as you struggled to come down from such an intense high. You placed your hands over your face, mortified and aware of what you just did. Choso paused his hips, relishing in the feeling of your tight cunt throbbing around him in the aftershocks of your orgasm as he struggled to comprehend what just happened. You'd never cum like that before.
A bead of sweat dripped down the side of Choso's face, sliding down his bare neck. His eyes were wide as he stared at your ruined cunt, a little swollen on the outside the force of his thrusts. His abdomen and balls were coated in your cum from when you squirted all over him, the liquid dripping down onto the mattress and joining the wet mess under your bodies.
"What… what was that?" Choso asked, slightly out of breath from how rough he was going. He kept you folded in that intense position, just using your cunt to cockwarm him as he waited for you to respond. Choso stared at your cunt for a few beats longer, and when you didn't respond he dragged his eyes up your body to find your face, which was covered by your hands. "Hey," Choso spoke, releasing the hold he had on one of your thighs, letting it fall over his own as he grabbed your wrist, trying to pull your hand away from your face.
"Baby, what was that? It was so hot, can- can you do it again?" Choso asked, replaying the moment you squirted on him over and over again in your head. You dropped your hands from your face and grabbed his wrist, averting eye contact. You felt your face burn with embarrassment at the thought of explaining what squirting was to him. It wasn't his fault he had little experience in bed and had never watched porn before.
"I just came… that's all." You tried to lie, not wanting to face the mortification of the conversation. Choso cocked his head to the side and looked down between your legs again. The wet spot underneath you had grown as your liquids had seeped into the sheets, making your mess look even worse. "I've never seen you cum like that," Choso responded, a bit skeptical. He felt his cock throb inside you, he wanted to make you do that again, he needed to.
"Fuck Cho…" You cursed, your face scrunching in discomfort. Choso wrapped his arms around one of your legs and placed it over his shoulder, keeping your appendage snug against his body. His cock jolted inside you as he pressed himself deeper, making sure the two of you were as close as possible. "Then, you can do it again right?" You reached out and placed your hands on his lower hips, resting them there.
You shook your head in embarrassment, not wanting to squirt again. "Why not?" Choso asked, almost sounding like he was pouting. "Cho, I squirted, that's what that was." Even after your explanation, Choso still had no idea what that meant, but he did know that both he and his dick liked the sound of it. "That's only happened one other time… when I was touching myself. It's so messy and embarrassing." You explained.
Choso's eyebrows furrowed together, he didn't understand why you thought it was embarrassing. You sure looked like you were feeling good when it happened, so why was it so bad? And the mess? Choso was never one to care about something like that, especially in bed. He fucked sloppily and came buckets all over you every time you had sex.
There was another thought Choso was having though. He was irritated that you had squirted without him, and hadn't told him you had done or could do such an amazing thing. "Well, I think it's hot. I wanna see you do it again please." Choso said, not giving you any time to respond before he pulled his hips back and fucked half of his cock back inside you.
Your nails dug into his hips at the unexpected stimulation. The man above you started at a quick and fast pace, the same one as before. "W-wait Choso-" You tried to cry but your moans fell on deaf ears as Choso's arms wrapped tighter around your leg, keeping you sturdy and close in proximity as he abused your cunt with his cock. You threw your head back against the pillows in pleasure, already feeling something start to well up inside you again.
Choso turned his head against your leg and opened his mouth to press sloppy kisses and lickes on your skin. His eyes were shut tight, eyebrows furrowed together as he molded your pussy to shape his cock. "A-ahhh-" Choso groaned in pleasure against your leg, biting the flesh there before pulling away and cracking his eyes open, looking down at your disheveled form.
"H-how, how do I make you squirt again? Will this help?" Without warning, Choso used one of his hands to rub quick, sloppy circles against your clit with his thumb, his other fingers and palm spread out on your thigh. "God wait- Choso not there-" You gasped, shaking your head back and forth against the pillow, gritting your teeth together.
Choso's choked moans could be heard in his throat, his ragged breathing making you feel dizzy from how hot he sounded. "Y-you're getting tight again, are you gonna squirt?" Choso asked, leaning forward over your body. He placed his hand next to your head to stabilize himself as he continued fucking into you, his thumb ruthlessly rubbing back and forth against your sensitive clit.
"Choso f-fuck, c-choso-" You could do nothing but cry and whine his name as he fucked you in that deep angle again, your one leg folding over his shoulder and dangling weakly by his head, your body limp from all the pleasure he was giving you. "Please squirt again, I wanna see it, I need it." He begged, adjusting his hips against yours so his cock was drilling impossibly deeper inside you.
"Don't be embarrassed i-its, okay, I got you, please just cum." Choso's words were doing wonders on your body. The same feeling of that tight, deep ball was forming inside your pelvis, reading to be released all over Choso and his cock once more. Your eyes could barely stay open as your body took in all the pleasure your eager boyfriend was forcing on you.
"Oh god- oh god-" You winced when you felt it ready to release, you bit down hard on your teeth, your lips parted to show your strained expression, your body going rigid against him all the while Choso kept fucking into you, working you right up to your breaking point. "Yeah, y-yeah yeah-" Choso groaned along with you, fighting the urge to not blow his load before you came.
His eyes were glued to where the two of you were connected as he waited to see that liquid gush from your cunt again. His jaw fell open in a silent scream when your cunt constricted tighter than the first time and that same liquid from before squirted out from around his dick. "Goddd- yesyesyes-" Choso groaned from between his teeth, shaking his head back in forth in disbelief as you squirted all over him.
Not long after you came, Choso followed your lead. His hips stuttered and paused against your cunt, pushing his cock as deep inside you as possible as his balls throbbed and he released load after load of his cum inside you. You shook and spasmed against him, feeling your insides grow warmer as he filled you up with his seed. Your leg slipped off of his shoulder, allowing him to collapse fully against your body as the both of you shook in the aftershocks.
You wrapped your arms around Choso's neck and whined when he weakly thrust his cock in and out of you, using your cunt to milk his balls dry. You were just starting to catch your breath before you heard Choso mumble something against your neck quietly. "Huh?" You managed to force out, your eyebrows furrowing in confusion when Choso pushed himself off your body and placed his hands on either side of your body, looking down at you.
His hair was disheveled, his face all the way down to his chest bright red, and his chest heaved as he fought to catch his breath. "Again." He said, louder this time. Your eyes widened in shock, surely he couldn't be serious, your body felt like jello, you didn't know if you had anything left inside you to give. "N-need you to do that again, just one more time." You swallowed harshly, trying to mentally prepare yourself for Choso's unsatiable cock to drill you all over again.
You felt him twitch inside you, already back to life even though it felt like he had released all he could give you from his balls. You winced and whined when Choso slowly pulled his cock out before pushing it back inside you, relishing in the warmth and gumminess of your now cum soaked walls.
The mess on the bed underneath you was not twice the size, and it was about to get worse when you felt Choso's cum force itself out from around his cock and drip down your ass, joining the mess. Choso found your eyes with his and waited for you to say something as he continued slowly pushing himself in and out of you "One more time." You whispered, holding your finger up in front of you, trying to look stern, but failing. A satisfied grin spread across Choso's features. "One more time." He repeated.
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lxnarphase · 3 months
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ah-ah, barbie, you're so fine! ๋࣭ ⭑
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special treatment : thighs edition
☾₊‧⁺...ft. : kamo choso + itadori yuuji + higuruma hiromi + ryomen sukuna
☾₊‧⁺...cw : pussy eating, facesitting, somnophilia, dirty talk, fingerfucking, overstimulation, praise kink, degradation, desperation, oral fixation, squirting, creampie, choso being whiny, yuuji being a little shit, yuuji is 21yrs & a college student, hiromi being pussydrunk, sukuna being whipped
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✧ k. choso : poor choso, ever since the first time he's gotten a taste of what's between your thighs, he's begging you every day just to eat your cunt. but today? today must be a bad day, because choso is desperate. his already between your thighs, whimpering and whining as he mouths at you through your underwear, tears in his eyes as he begs you to give him a little taste. once you do, his eyes are rolling back just from the first lick.
"you taste so good, fuck, so good, thank you, thank you, mmph, so delicious, i can't get enough." "can you cum again? i know it's been 4 times already, but please? please, please, pleaase, pretty thing, i need itttt..." "oh my goddd, you're cumming? yes, yes, cum on my tongue, pretty please, i'll fuck you so good after, just keep cumming, don't hold back." "stop-stop running away, i know your pretty pussy is all sensitive b-but i just, i can't stop...but you know you can say the safeword and i'll stop, right? ...what? you-you like being overstimulated...? fuck, fuck, okay, let me make you squirt on my tongue then i'll fuck you good, okay?"
✧ i. yuuji : yuuji's always been a smug little shit whenever it came to teasing you. what starts off with him tickling you and blowing raspberries into your stomach turns nto hot kisses against your stomach that let down to the waistband of your underwear as he pushes your shirt up higher on your body. he can't help but grin up at you when he notices the wet spot on your panties from his little kisses.
"d'awww, bunny, y'so cute! look at how wet you are. is that 'cus of me? ehehe, i know, i know, teasing is mean, but i can't help it...you're just so adorable." "y'know i can practically feel your heartbeat whenever i kiss it? mhm, i can feel that, pretty girl. don't cover your face, baby, you're so cute!" "your thighs are so soft. i could stay between here forever, fuck goin' to classes or missions, i'd rather just eat you out until you pass out." "open up these legs a little more, let me get my fingers in there...thereeee we go, such a pretty lil' bun, aren't you?" "you're so messy! did i do this to you? yeah? aww, my pretty girl likes meee! i felt how you squeezed on my fingers! so cute!
✧ h. hiromi : ever since you made a comment about his nose, saying 'doja is right about big noses' in passing to him, hiromi has been curious. curious enough to the point where he looks it up, seeing the video of said woman. so, you wanted to sit on his face and grind on his nose, hm? you've never sat on his face before but he was sure to change that.
"i don't care if you think i'll die, i want you to sit on my face. i'm giving you the chance to either have control of your pace or let me do what i want with you. so, what's your decision?" "see? it's not that bad, angel, you forget your husband isn't some weakling...now c'mon on, get yourself right over my mouth, let me taste you." "god, you're so beautiful like this. i need you on my face more often, you're dripping all over my mouth...such a good girl for me." "heh...i knew you said my nose was perfect for sitting on but i didn't realize it would get you this riled up. go ahead, sweet thing, you can keep grinding that clit on it...just like that, just let me make you feel good." "good lord, i never wanna leave between your thighs. so fucking sweet, shit, angel, you've got me wrapped around that pretty finger. c'mon, let me devour you all night, i'll let you get up when i'm done."
✧ r. sukuna : getting sukuna to lay on his back without him instantly taking control of the situation was easier than you thought. hell, even crawling up higher so that you were hovering over his face was too. but little did you know, sukuna was intrigued, liking the side of you where you would just take control of him, knowing that only you had the right to do that...especially if it meant he got to eat you until you soaked his face.
"you know i should kill you for thinking you can just sit on my face like i'm some kind of personal chair. i am the king of curses, not a piece of furniture...what? ...hm. i guess you do look...good over me like this." "...huh? sorry, i wasn't listening. when are you going to sit on my face? you keep blabbering, but i can see the way that sticky cunt is dripping for me. are you gonna just let it go to waste?" "oh. shit. you've been holdin' out on me, haven't you, diamond? shit, i can see all of you from down here...nah, keep grinding on my face, little one, use me for your pleasure...let me see you cum on my mouth." "such a fucking slut. my mouth is coated in your cum, but you still wanna keep going? my tongue that good for you?" "no, no, i'm not letting you back down until you beg, diamond. tell me how badly you want me to fuck your pussy with my tongue...hm. good enough."
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synthleeius · 5 months
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Hi! I saw you the reblogged the same big mouth fic I reblogged. Big Mouth Is the best abd I love lee Jay. I was just wondering if you had any big mouth tickle headcannons? Honestly the lack of big mouth in the tickle fic community is a real woof.
hi!! ur so real for this one bc there isnt enough content for big mouth just in general. unfortunately i dont really have much hcs for them but its a huge comfort show for me so i thought id try and come up with a few for you xx
saying this now there not great but yk 💀 did my best
matthew absolutely hates being tickled in public, he'll definitely shove whoever is trying away😭he thinks its SO embarassing but its different behind doors, he fucking adores it
he doesn't really like it when people are too rough with him because it can hurt sometimes. (gonna use jay as a example because matthew and jay were my fav💔💔 BRING THEM BACK)
when jay first tried tickling him he wasn't really experienced in it and definitely. not good at it💀 BUT ITS NOT HIS FAULT
Matthew had to like teach him in a way? like lead his hands with his. he was embarrassed as fuck but it was SO worth it
jay is the kind of lee to like. PROVOKE.
he had to have tickling explained to him since he didnt really know what it was growing up
so he started trying to get people to tickle him as a punishment sort of thing?
he didnt know it was okay to like it, as in he thought it was weird to. but somebody eventually (mattew SORRY im so down bad for them) told him its somewhat normal to like it and then he started plain asking.
ik nobody gives a fuck about caleb but I GIVE A FUCK ABOUT HIM☹️☹️ so im gonna ramble
it depends on the day with him tbh
sometimes he gets badd sensory overload from tickling and will dismiss it completely, and other times hes okay with it.
he wouldnt really trust alot of people with it, so its usually just matthew who tickles him most of the time because he knows when and were, and how to.
he usually likes gentle tickles instead of rough, he doesnt want to be gasping for breath just like. breathy giggles.
if somebody wanted him to tickle them, they literally couldn't drop little hints. you have to tell him directly or else he doesn't get it at all😭
he is SO SILLY oh my god my absolute fav
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tickle-page · 11 months
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Thank you so much for the kuro kiryu fics! It means a lot to me!
Omg! No problem, I know I don’t really post that much anymore bc I get distracted with other stuff, so I’m gonna delete everything in my inbox and my draft and start fresh, bc they are super old. So I’m really sorry if I didn’t do or finish your ask. My phone’s messing up again too like it’s glitchy and it locked me out of my phone for 3 hours, 3 TIMES, back to back, so I’m gonna get that fixed. Anyways, I’M SO INTO BIG MOUTH SO IF U WANT TO REQUEST STIFF FROM THERE, or just in general. Any fandoms you guys are into really, I’ll look them up if I have to. Anyways, I’m not really into enstars anymore. Ik, tragic :(. ANYWAYS, that’s what I had to say. Ttyl loves!!
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Hello, please send requests in, I miss writting!
Head cannon requests: Hamilton, Be More Chill, Heartbreak High, Stranger Things, Big Mouth, Brooklyn 99, The Big Bang theory, Young Sheldon, South Park
Fic requests: B99, TBBT, Big Mouth
A request woukd really make my day; I need to get active on here again.
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shamelessler · 5 months
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matthew being flustered when he literally needs to TEACH jay ht tkl him>>>>
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tender-rosiey · 7 months
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“OH GOD! IT’S WALKING?!”
— baby’s first steps with gojo, nanami, geto, and sukuna (f!reader)
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GOJO SATORU:
your daughter simply adores her father, and she is almost as energetic as him. you recall multiple times when he would pick her up smiling, and she would hold his face giggling and smiling just as much.
it’s such a cute scene, and you have at least 6 similar photos.
so yeah, it doesn’t surprise you that she keeps looking at the door, waiting for him to come back from his mission.
you’re both sitting on the ground, a little distance from the door. you lightly tickle her, “you wanna see dada?”
she looks up to you then looks to the door and murmurs, “dada.”
“he will be here soon; I promise,” you press a kiss to her cheek, and she squeals. soon, the door clicks and it slowly opens to reveal your dear husband who’s holding what you think are bags of sweets, toys, and souvenirs.
“the world’s best dad and husband is here!” he announces brightly. quickly, you get your phone out to record yet another cute moment between your daughter and your husband.
however, neither you nor your husband expected your little girl to stand up excitedly and try to waddle her way to her dad.
“dada! dada!” she says as she hurriedly stumbles and waddles her way to him.
satoru kneels down on the ground, opening his arms widely as he grins, “yes, dada! come to dada, baby!”
successfully, the girl stumbles into satoru’s arms and giggles as he peppers her face with kisses.
he looks up to you with a pout, shifting d/n into one arm, “excuse me, but I would like my two favorite girls to be in my arms, right now!”
you chuckle and settle into his embrace and he presses a kiss to the top of her head and your own.
d/n gives him a kiss—more like simply put her mouth on his cheek—and nuzzles into his chest. satoru grins before looking at you, “she is so cute!”
you quip with a big smile, “I got that on video!”
“you and your gorgeous mind,” he hums as he kisses your cheek.
NANAMI KENTO:
“kento, you’re going to grow grey hair early like this.”
honestly, you can’t blame him for worrying like this. you were finally going on vacation, so your husband wanted everything to be organized.
the last thing he needs is a headache after he finally got rid of the walking one (read: gojo).
he sits down, sighing, “I know; I just don’t want anything to go wrong.”
you chuckle, and settle down beside him, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek, “don’t worry,” you say, “we checked everything over a million times. nothing will go wrong.”
nanami smiles tiredly before pulling you into a gentle kiss, “well, I guess you’re right,” he looks around for a moment, “where is d/n?”
“she is playing with her toys on the mat; why?”
“she is not on the mat.”
“she is not on the what?!” you yell, bolting out of your seat and frantically searching for her, “d/n, honey, where are you?!”
“y/n, calm down!” your husband tries to comfort you, “she is still in the house, so don’t stress about it; we will find her.”
as if on cue, a giggle and a coo are heard behind nanami. he turns to find the culprit, his 10 months old girl grinning. she squeals and tries to walk towards him, hands eagerly reaching out for him.
she is stumbling a bit, and her steps are clumsy, and nanami couldn’t have been prouder.
he smiles fondly, “good girl, d/n,” he opens his arms, encouraging, “you can do it.”
she flails her arms as she giggles, “da-dada!”
d/n finally reaches his leg and holds onto it for dear life. she starts swaying as she looks up at him, “dada!” he bends down to kiss the top of her head.
she hums happily, before waddling towards you, worried, “mama?”
you breathe a sigh of relief and hold her in your arms, “you got me worried, baby,” you stroke her hair and she nuzzles into your embrace, little hands gripping your shirt tightly.
nanami lets out a chuckle as he watches your daughter starts to fall asleep in your arms.
he moves to hug you two, and hums with content, “and you say that I am the worrywart.”
GETO SUGURU:
“y/n, what makes you so sure that they will start walking soon?” your husband says as he watches his two little girls play in the garden.
he already had nanako and mimiko, but god chose to grace him with his own pair of twins.
he couldn’t be happier, especially with way the twins both care for each other and beam whenever they see him.
he also adores seeing them play with you; it brings a type of serenity to his heart.
you chuckle, “call it a mother’s instincts.”
suguru rolls his eyes and pulls you by the waist, “you showing off, pretty?”
“nope! just asserting dominance.”
with a roll of his eyes, he gives you a peck on the nose. the both of you then settle down on the grass as well, quietly watching the girls try to chase—wait what chase?
suguru and you lock eyes, and he quickly scrambles to get the camera. meanwhile, you’re trying to encourage the girls to continue their walking, “who’s winning, girls?”
each one of the stumbling babies yells out a—supposedly—‘me!’. they‘re both squealing as they walk around.
soon enough, suguru makes an appearance and starts recording, “I am gonna get you!”
the girls squeal and try their best to run away from the big bad monster.
the very cute thing that even has suguru pausing in his chase is that when one of them falls, the other waits for her or tries to help her up.
of course, the latter mostly results in both of them falling on their small little bums. luckily, they clumsily stand up instead of crying their eyes out.
they get tired eventually though, so they waddle their way to you. both of them sit beside you and rest their heads on your lap.
suguru stands in front of you, hands on his hips, “you leaving me out of this group cuddle?”
your twins perk up and turn their heads to peak at him and they giggle when he pouts. still, they open their little arms for their dad to join the family hug, “dada! hug!”
RYOMEN SUKUNA:
your husband is not exactly the most enthusiastic father.
he wasn’t that affected by your son’s first word being dada, and a lot of things that you can’t be bothered to think about.
so yeah, you’re left with the role to be the encouraging parent, and to hype your son whenever he accomplishes something.
so obviously, your son adores you more than he does his father. however, there is no denying that sukuna’s genes are indeed strong.
despite the kid’s beaming smile, he could be choking a snake. it actually reminds you of that one hercules scene.
your son also has a quicker development than most kids, but it doesn’t lessen the excitement when he finally took his first steps.
you held onto sukuna’s arms, pointing at your boy, “sukuna, look, he is walking!”
“so?”
you pause then look at your husband, “what do you mean ‘so’?” you grin, “they’re his first steps, you silly goose!”
sukuna frowns, “I am not a silly goose,” he then rolls his eyes, “he was going to start walking sooner or later anyway, woman.”
you huff, “you’re no fun.”
however, you don’t get to dwell on it for much longer as you hear the scream of one of the servants. you and your husband are looking towards them, and—suffice to say—it’s a memorable scene.
your son, who just started walking, is somehow holding a wooden pickaxe and waddling his way behind the servant.
he is grinning and squealing too like he isn’t about to beat up an innocent person (it reminds you of something or rather someone).
the servant is surprisingly terrified form the kid as she screams, “my lady, please save me!”
you have no idea how a grown woman is terrified of a one year old, but you will give her the benefit of the doubt that he is, after all, the son of the king of curses.
you sigh with a chuckle and walk towards them, “on my way.”
the kid squeals, waddling quicker after the servant who’s about to shit her pants.
meanwhile, sukuna is smirking proudly as he watches his son, “now, that’s my kid.”
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lovelyghst · 10 days
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ex-boyfriend simon riley making you admit you still love him if you wanna cum <3
he can be such a jerk sometimes! calling you up one evening, claiming he was just wanting to check in on you and how you know how overbearing protective he can be sometimes, acting surprised when you snapped at him barely after his greeting.
“what has you so frustrated, hm, dove?… christ, can practically feel you seethin’ through the screen.”
you bit your tongue and gave him the truth over the phone; how he shouldn’t be calling you without warning like this considering you’ve broken up, and it’s inappropriate to be labeling you those sweet pet names you unfortunately and unknowingly still adore deep down.
how you don’t appreciate his abrasive bluntness, then again, he should know very well that you never have liked that part about him.
you told him the truth, though you couldn’t be entirely honest with him, in the sense of how fucking needy you’ve become with his absence. for touch and care, proximity and security, and all that.
but you are over him, undoubtedly, and you let him know that.
“yeah, baby, whatever you say…
…bet you rub that little cunt raw every night thinkin’ve me.”
and that shut you up quick.
he hummed in understanding, like your silence was readable.
“poor girl prob’ly hasn’t had any proper attention since i’ve been gone… shame such a pretty thing has to be so neglected, eh?”
butterflies invaded your tummy at the compliment, and you cursed yourself for your hasty, blind acceptance of it. but you can't blame yourself; what girl wouldn’t at least begin to crumble at that voice?
“i’m right, yeah?” he taunted, and it almost made you sick when you caught yourself rubbing your thighs together at his meanness.
“c’mon, sweetheart… you know you can be honest wi’ me.”
and god, was his cocky tone so infuriating; you wanted to reach through the phone and slap his smug face straight for overstepping your relationship’s boundaries so blatantly, and with such a deeply rooted nonchalance in his voice that always had you heated and wet.
“say the word, ‘nd i’ll come over and fuck you right now.”
…which is why you had eventually asked him oh, so nicely:
“please..?”
you could practically hear the shit-eating grin on his face, followed by the faint noises of boots hitting hardwood floor and then the clicking of a door’s lock, the obnoxious ringing of keys clanging together.
“just give me ten minutes, doll.”
and now, as he bullies and buries his cock deep in your warm cunt, reaching all those sweet spots you or another man could never even come close to, you can’t really think much of his misbehavior.
truthfully, you can’t think much of anything at all, at the moment.
he had teased you prior to finally managing his way inside you, for god knows how long. his mouth, his fingers, his cockhead; all had brought you to the edge rather quickly, over and over after each other, but he was yet to give you that final push.
he puts his full body’s weight on you, strong pecs pressed up against your heaving, sensitive tits, and his stubble tickling your neck unceasingly. you can’t stop squirming and writhing beneath him, and his hot groans right up against your skin aren’t helping, either.
it’s always been a feat taking his cock, being crammed in your precious cunt almost every night when you two were together, but now it’s been weeks, and you nearly forgot just how big he was.
you missed it, admittedly. all of it; the veins and ridges, the unforgiving stretch. the slight twinge of pain he always hushed with his fingertips pressing your swollen, little clit, or a calloused thumb shoved between your puffy lips to suck on and drool over to distract yourself.
you missed his stamina, his libido. most striking of all, his selflessness in the entire act. he’s a soldier, he serves you right. most times.
“fuckin’ christ, sweetheart… missed this tight, messy thing wrapped ‘round my cock… practically stranglin’ me ‘n with no remorse, eh?”
shit, and you missed his dirty talk most of all.
“gonna fill this pretty, little pussy… keep ‘er happy all night, make up for lost time with my girl.” he wraps his hand gently around your jaw, making your eyes meet his. “you’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
you nod frantically, swallow as best you can, before sucking in a breath. “yeah— yes, please, si… i-i want it really bad… please.”
he kisses your lips with a smile, and then all over the side of your face, up to your forehead. he just can’t seem to stop kissing you.
“tell me, sweetheart. y’wanna cum, too?”
“i do, si—! i really, really do- fuck, please?” you beg and beg, and as much as it turns him on, digs at his heart to just give in, he sticks to his guns and merely adds:
“then say the words, pretty girl,” he coos, making you whimper in frustration. “that’s it, y’know what i wanna hear.”
you huff a whine in response, albeit your breath is strangled when he doesn’t halt his movements for even a second.
you really, really don’t want to give him the satisfaction.
he’s nearly panting himself, big chest and even bigger shoulders rolling upwards with every thrust. “y’ain’t cummin’ til i hear you say it, baby. c’mon, now. jus' admit it, that you still love me.”
he buries his cock to the very hilt, taking your slackened jaw tighter in his hand as he watches your eyes grow even hazier from his pelvis rubbing up against your vulnerable, needy clit. the stern look he gives you tells you he's serious about his last statement, but you'll later swear you sensed a bit of sadness, even despair in his expression.
“i love—” you choke on your own breath, desperate to sputter out the words. “i love you, si…”
and he practically has hearts in his eyes. “you mean it?”
“yes—! yes i do, i promise i still love you, please,” you spill, sounding closer to a temper tantrum than anything. “just lemme cum, please, si… really need it, please, i-i’ve been good...”
he hums lowly, contented, satisfied for once. as if those three words themselves — i love you — are the ones actually stroking his fucking cock. his ego maybe, you’d think, but jesus.
if you knew just how badly off he was beforehand, you never would’ve let him get this cocky and in control.
“love you too, sweetheart.” he kisses your puffed out lips, wipes a tear you hadn’t even noticed was trickling down your cheekbone. “always been my good, patient girl, haven’t ya?”
you nod once more, pinched brows and bleary eyes doubling in severity at his soft tone. simon praising you and being so, so uncharacteristically sweet has always made you fawn after more, even now. especially now.
“tha’s right, baby, you’re my good girl… now do me a favor and cum on my cock for me, yeah? lemme feel every last bit of ya.”
he ultimately resumes moving inside you, and it makes you wonder when he ever even stopped. your brain shuts off when he snakes a hand between your bodies, smoothing over your tummy before his middle and ring fingers quickly find your tortured, little bud. pressing hard, making you writhe with oversensitivity.
he works you over the edge diligently, and embarrassingly fast on your part, taking into account just how long he had edged you for. the sight and sweet noises you make are a dream; a reality he awfully missed, and something no other girl could compete with.
"that's it... easy, sweetheart," he coos softly.
he gives you a moment to come down from your high, softly palming your throbbing cunt to assist in grounding you, but you're barely able to finish catching your breath before he's doing it all over again! resuming flicking at your clit, rubbing you harshly and overstimming you enough to make you fruitlessly jolt and cry out beneath him.
he frowns down at you, damn-near condescending. "again, for me?"
you twitch and moan relentlessly as he gradually coaxes another orgasm from your tuckered body, his cockhead hitting that part deep enough inside you to make you see stars, his hard abdomen pressed against your tummy making the pressure of it all skyrocket tenfold.
the sensation of you finishing around his length once more has him barreling into his own orgasm, and soon fucking his pent up cum deep into your cunt with a few hard thrusts and a grumbled, broken groan right at your temple.
endless praises spill from his lips as everything becomes a blur for you; from the moment he's pulling out of your used cunt—crawling down and giving it and your pretty tits a couple sloppy kisses before briskly redressing himself—to being coddled in bed and squished between his muscular arms and torso.
he holds you so close to him that it makes you wonder why, or even how you could ever turn your back to it. he truly makes you feel like a spoiled doll in this sort of space. a doll with shaky legs, ruined makeup, and half a conscious.
"remind me why we broke up again?" he chimes.
you groan aloud, burying your face somehow further in his chest. "shut up, simon."
he laughs softly, pestering you with even more quick kisses, one after another to the crown of your skull. large hands rubbing up and down your back, moving to knead at your ass and thighs for a short moment. he just loves touching you so much.
“c’mon, pretty girl. let’s go get you cleaned up,” he mutters with an exhale. "how's a hot bath sound?"
you have no time to interject, other than a displeased pout and shake of your head, before you’re being hoisted up on your wobbly legs, then swept up and carried to your restroom when you couldn’t even make it three steps before your knees began to buckle on you.
you’re dizzy, utterly dazed and half asleep as he bathes you. making sure you don’t lift a finger as he works, treating you as nothing less than a princess. your loosened muscles somehow melt even more with his precise touch and strength, and you remember just how much you love being turned utterly numb and dependent on him.
you’re pretty sure you fell asleep the moment you were wrapped in a warm towel, pulled into the strong embrace of his meaty arms, but something he said moments beforehand had stuck with you.
“hey,” he whispered, soapy hand turning you to face him. he leaned in and kissed the area between your brows. “i’ll be better this time.”
“you promise?” you mumbled. your head fell atop your knees, arms wrapped around your legs and keeping them close to your body.
your extended pinky finger made him chuckle a bit, and he quickly looped his own around yours. solidifying his words. “promise.”
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moechies · 1 month
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morning sex w satoru + sugu (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵) cw boys kissing
light peeks through the cracks of the curtains, painting both your skins with gentle streaks of golden yellow.
your boyfriend’s head hovers in the crook of your shoulder, short soft strands of his hair tickling your face and neck;
his thrusts are sloppy, yet deep, brushing over every little crevice of your sweet cunt. a thin layer of slick covers you and himself, low noises of ‘pap pap pap’ that can be heard every time you feel him slide in and out of you.
“satoru.. feels s’good..” you whimper out with a wanton moan, eyes fluttering shut with a weak grasp on his bicep.
he hovers over you, not allowing you to see over his huge body.
“know it does, baby. sweet cunt was made to take me, hm?” his voice rasps next to the shell of your ear; it tickles.
lost in your pleasure, you seem to miss the small noise; a ‘click!’ that comes from opening the front door to your shared home. but even with the sweet moans that spill from your mouth, and the soft creaks of your moving mattress, he seems to hear..
he slows his pace, causing you to elicit a whine with a small scowl,
“huh? wh-what did i do..? why’d you st-stop..?”
“no princess,” he chuckles, “it isn’t you. suguru’s here.”
“w-what? i didn’t hear anything.. s’okay ‘toru.. jus’ keep going.. please.?”
before he can argue back, a creak comes from your doorknob, evident enough to have you both turning your heads to the door,
“mornin’,”
your boyfriend’s best friend stands leniently against the doorframe, left hand holding 2 small bags of a type of pastry. you lay back down below your boyfriend, tugging the thick blanket over your body and over your head in a panic,
“suguru.. what are you doin’ here?” satoru asks, a question with almost no intent of asking him to leave. “brought you two lovebirds some sweets and coffee, but looks like you guys had other plans..”
the room silences, and you pull down the sheets in hopes that suguru has left, fully expecting to re face your boyfriend;
“hey darlin’,” suguru greets above you.
your face has never reddened faster, hands desperately searching for a grip on the blanket before pulling it over your face again; but this time it’s stopped by a big, warm hand.
“don’t be shy.. your boyfriend’s right here, what’s there to be so scared of, hm?” he taunts, a small smile at the way your face flushes in embarrassment, turning your head to shoot another mean scowl at your teasing boyfriend.
“i-i.. s-sorry suguru.. t-this is probably w-weird.. m-m sorry..”
you can’t look him in the eyes, but you feel your body getting warmer whilst being the main attraction of the 2 men above you.
“nothing’s weird, don’t you think?” he teases again, a small pout at your boyfriend’s giggle.
“anyways, i gotta be on my way. let me give you a kiss goodbye, yeah?”
you look at your boyfriend in a panic, eyes pacing back and forth, looking for anything on his face that hints for what you should say.
gojo can’t help but smile at your fawn-like innocence and worried eyes much like a deer in headlights , waiting for you to take initiative.
“n-no.. do-don’t wanna. satoru would never want me to do that.. ‘nd i don’t wanna.” you whimper, hiding in the chest of your boyfriend.
now suguru pouts, an almost comical sight to satoru. he lets out a small chuckle,
“it’s okay princess. give suguru a kiss.”
you look at your boyfriend with a questionable stare, silently questioning the strange approval. his eyes sparkle of nothing but love for you, not a single bit of faux intention, nor jealously.
his best friend wastes no time pressing his soft lips onto yours, eyes agape before slowly melting into the palm of his hand. your boyfriend brings a hand to stroke the soft of your cheek, whispers of ‘good girl,’ as you lose yourself in his best friends mouth.
suguru pulls away with a ‘pop!’ wiping his spit covered mouth with the back of his hand with a laugh,
“desperate little girl.”
satoru only laughs at the comment, turning his head to meet suguru’s, in which they press their lips against each other as well; swapping spit between all three of you guys.
“h-hey.. th-that’s my boyfriend..” you whimper, attempting to claim your boyfriend back. suguru only chuckles before pulling away,
“sorryyy princess, you can have him back.” he says, having you pull him back quickly with a huff, hiding your body against his as you shoot geto a mean glare.
“hey.. ‘s okay if you do it, but not me?” gojo teases, a light flush coming across your face.
geto laughs again, turning himself toward the door, “alright, i’m really off now.” he raises a hand, signaling a goodbye before pulling the door closed with a slight crack,
“and hey, you two need to shut up.. neighbors are complaining to me again.”
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