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getitoutofmymindwrites · 3 days

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Perfect. | joel miller x f!reader drabble, 1.6k

Summary: You're full of Joel, but you need him in your mouth, too. Joel delivers.

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, SMUT, pwp, rough sex, dom!joel, sub!reader, established relationship, everything that happens is discussed and consensual, cursing, praise kink, size kink, degradation kink, unprotected p in v, minor anal play, nipple play, reader is obsessed with Joel's fingers, hair pulling, (1) ass slapping, manhandling, gagging kink, deepthroat, free use at the end, facial, cum eating, belated aftercare, as always, let me know if I missed anything!

A/N: There's not much to say, this is pure filth, just to cleanse my palette of all the anguish I've brought upon myself! It was written on a whim, so here goes 👀

P.S.: I don't need to remind you how much I hate summaries. I hate them. OK, ily all, bye!

Dividers by @cafekitsune

“Fuck, you feel so good-” Joel pants between your breasts as you take him deep inside you, riding him, “uuuuuh, perfect- fuck- perfect little pussy-” He’s so big, you feel him in your belly. Your cunt is stretched to its limit but you’re so wet from all the orgasms he pulled out of you before impaling you on his hard cock, that he slides inside you with ease.

He sits on the edge of the bed, his feet touching the soft carpet beneath him. His hands cradle your ass, kneading it and maneuvering you up and down on his thick cock, while you lock your hands around his neck for leverage.

His fingertips glide lightly over your asshole as he holds you open and stretched in his palms, feeling your tight ring of muscle clench on his digits. His lower belly and balls are soaked in your arousal, the hairs on his base glued together by your sticky slick. Your clit rubs against them every time you roll your hips.

Joel runs his big calloused palms up your back, sending shivers down your spine and as you arch your back in pleasure, pushing your breasts closer to his face, he cups them, pinching your hardened nipples between his thumb and forefinger. You look down at his hands as he continues to arouse your tits and the sight makes your clit twitch and your cunt clench around him.

His wet tongue enters the game, flicking it up and down over your erect nubs, sending jolts of pleasure through your body and your thighs begin to tremble both from exhaustion and arousal.

Your fingers run through his hair, tugging gently. He moans as his hand comes down hard on your asscheek. You whimper at the spreading pain, your cunt gushing around his cock, the lewd sounds of your joined sexes only making it more obvious.

You fuck him so good and hard, sucking him deep inside you, you start creaming around him.

You become obsessed with his hands. Big, strong, veined and tanned, with tiny freckles, his fingers calloused and skillful; their expert touch, always bring you to completion.

“I wanna suck your fingers. Please..” you coo into his ear, your hands tugging desperately at the unruly curls at the back of his head.

“Mhhhh..yeah?” Joel turns his head towards you, his aquiline nose pressing against your cheek.

Your grip on him tightens as you continue to bounce on his cock, your voice laced with need and lust, “Please, Joel..”

Joel grants your wish and moves a palm away from your breast but doesn’t bring it to your mouth. Instead, he snakes it between your bodies, collecting your arousal from his slick-coated base. He’s going to be the death of you.

He brings his shiny fingers to your face allowing you to take the lead, go on, then. Milky strings of your slick create little webs connecting his digits together.

You encircle his wrist with your delicate fingers and bring his palm to your nose, smelling the combination of your juices and his musk, making your eyes roll. “You dirty little thing..” he mutters to himself, smirking as he begins to meet your thrusts with his own, the sound of your bodies slapping together filling the otherwise silent room.

You open your eyes and slowly wrap your lips around his middle and ring fingers, swirling your tongue around the tips as you would his cock head. “Fuck.” he grunts through his teeth and you feel him twitch inside you, his breath stuttering. You hollow out your cheeks and suck them into your warm mouth, bobbing your head up and down on them, your eyes never leaving his.

“You like that, babygirl? Suckin’ my fingers like you do my cock?”

“Mmhmm..” you all but moan, your face wrecked from the intensity of the moment.

“Wanna gag on them?” Fuck yes.

“Mhhhh” you whine now, sucking even harder to make a point. He pushes his fingers further into your mouth as his cock pushes deeper into you, stroking that sweet spot that only he can reach. He presses on your gag reflex, making you gag and your eyes water. Your grip on his wrist is firm, making sure his fingers stay in your mouth.

“Such a fuckin’ whore f’ me, aren’t you? Stuffing your holes full ’a me, huh?” You clench violently around him, almost to the point of coming, your breath coming in short pants. He leans forward, his lips brushing your ear “Maybe I should stuff your tight little hole with my other hand, I bet you’d like me in there, too. I bet you’d take me so well, yeah?”

His dirty talk drives you wild and you arch your spine again, moaning around his fingers but he quickly withdraws them, strings of saliva briefly connecting your lips to his tips and you whimper at the loss.

He lowers his slick fingers to tap quickly but gently on your swollen clit. You cry out at the stimulation, waves of electricity rippling through your body. “Gonna come on my cock baby? Yeah..” he breathes, his eyes fixed on your face, contorted with pleasure, “Yeah, you are.”

That does it; you come so hard, spasming around his stiff length, making a mess on his lap. Joel stops fucking into you, staying buried to the hilt inside you, feeling the tight grip of your cunt choking him in rhythm.

“That’s it, thaaat’s it, look at me, baby, fuck- fuckmmphh- this perfect cunt-” Joel keeps guiding you through your orgasm, biting where your neck meets your shoulder.

Your mouth is slack from the force of your release but it feels so empty and before you come down completely you are begging for him. “I need you in my mouth, Joel- I need you to fill me with your cum, please Joel, please..” you beg deliriously.

“Christ, baby.” Joel grits his teeth and pulls you off his lap and his hard member, forcing you onto your knees and shoving his cock into your mouth, grabbing handfuls of your hair. He can't deny you when you beg so prettily.

The taste is heavenly. Tasting yourself on him as you breathe in his heady scent makes your head spin with desire. “That’s it, gag on it.” he says as he focuses on his shaft, veiny, swollen and shiny, disappearing into your warm mouth, hitting the back of your throat with each thrust.

He knows. He sees it all in your eyes, you’re so far gone, surrendered to your pleasure and his. Joel begins to fuck your throat in deep, sharp thrusts, his thighs tensing and bulging under your palms. He rests his hand around your throat, feeling it bulge under his fingertips.

You’re utterly ruined. Your eyes are bloodshot and filled with tears, and your lips are stretched and swollen as you drool around him. Your face is coated in sweat, saliva and your arousal. You can taste your cum and his pre-cum on your tongue, along with every ridge and vein of his erection. You just kneel there, between his legs like a toy, letting him take and give what you both need.

“Fuck, look at you. Look at you, my sweet girl, choking on this big cock.”

You don’t react, you just sit there, pliant and doe-eyed and take it; content and worry-free. You make it so hard for him to hold back any longer. He’s about to come and he has this irresistible urge to ruin that innocent, fucked out look on your face.

He pulls his cock out of your mouth and jerks furiously over your face, his biceps flexing from the effort, his other hand firmly gripping your hair to maneuver you as he pleases. You look up at him in total surrender, tongue out, longing for what’s to come.

His eyebrows are drawn together, his jaw is slack and his mouth is open in that perfect shape that his plush lips form, as he breathes heavily. His broad torso, covered in both yours and his sweat, rises and falls rapidly, his muscles flexing deliciously under his skin.

He comes and comes with a deep, guttural moan all over your face; your forehead, your eyelashes, your nose, your cheeks, your lips, everything is marked by his thick, warm, milky cum. Your cunt flutters at this act of degradation and possession.

“Don’t open them; it’ll sting.” you hear him say while catching his breath, referring to your closed eyes and your cum-coated lashes. You do as he says and wait behind the darkness of your closed eyelids for him to take care of you. But Joel just sits there, admiring his handiwork as he comes down from his high.

You can hear his heavy breathing and the lack of sight is the only thing that makes you realize he’s human, like you. This otherwise divine creature is human.

“Let’s clean you up.” you finally hear him say as you feel his thumb wipe his now cold and dry cum from your skin, press it gently against your lips and feed it to you. You swallow every last drop of it, your tongue warm and welcoming around his digit. He leaves your eyes last.

When he’s finished, he holds the sides of your face with his palms, taking a good look at your submissive form, resting his forehead against yours.

You slowly open your eyes as he plants soft kisses all over your face. “Perfect..” you hear him murmur, more to himself than to you.

“Perfect and mine.”

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heeliopheelia · 2 days

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GET HIM BACK! (s. jake)

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

includes: toxic relationship, stoner! jake, making out, skin marking, fingering, unprotected sex, riding, brief hair pulling, choking, slight bulge kink, degrading, praising too, slight exhibitionism, facial, cursing

word count: 3.7k

synopsis: 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘨𝘶𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘰

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A sigh leaves your lips as you flop down on your floor, bringing your knees to your chest and leaning your back against your bed frame. You take a quick glance at your phone and your stomach churns with disappointment when you notice the time and the lack of notifications on your block screen.

He promised he would call.

It’s been three hours since he was supposed to pick you up.

He promised he would call if there was any change of plans.

And then you finally hear it. His bike is loud and obnoxious as it sounds through your quiet street. Everyone is sleeping now but he never cares about others, so the only thing you can do is roll your eyes when he revs the engine three times to gain your attention from below your window.

It usually did the trick but you’re too angry at him to even show your face in the window right now. Instead, you cross your arms over your chest and scoff at his basically non-existent tact.

One minute goes by, then another one, and just when you think he might’ve given up, the sound of your ringtone snaps your attention back to your phone. With another scoff, you pick up the vibrating device and answer the call.

“What?” You ask dryly, not bothering to get up from the floor.

“I’m here, doll. You can come down now,” he talks to you as if he can’t sense the annoyed undertone of yours.

You shake your head in disbelief. “I’m not going anywhere with you. Go home, Jake.”

And with that you hang up and toss the phone back on the carpet. It’s not even two minutes later when you hear a gloved hand knocking on your window. Of course. The roof above your porch is quite low, it’s not a problem for Jake to pull himself up and find your window with ease, he’s done that six times before. But not that you counted.

Running your hand through your hair, you finally move from the wooden floor and walk over to the window and open it just enough to let him see your annoyed glare and the dried tears on your cheeks.

“Hi, doll. Sorry for the wait.”

He takes off his black helmet and holds it down, fixing his hair with the other hand. He flashes you this charming smile of his but it does little to soothe your nerves tonight.

“Go away, Jake. I don’t wanna see you right now,” you grumble out, the unimpressed look on your face makes his nose scrunch in displeasure.

“Oh, c’mon don’t be like that. You know I came as soon as I could.”

You take a moment to look at him properly now. Eyes bloodshot and unfocused, slightly out of breath and fingers twitching by his side sporadically.

“Oh my god, are you high again?” You ask with resignation. When your only answer is the apologetic look in his eyes, you press your lips together and nod your head slowly. He promised he wouldn’t party today. Not with these stoner friends of his. “Is that why it took you so long to get here?”

“I just took a little detour, baby. Stop worrying so much,” he lies through his teeth easily, reaching out to grab your hand over the window.

You pull it away.

And then you pause.

“Was Katy there?” Your question makes him go still.

You’ve noticed that he was fucking his junkie friend a week ago and despite his pitiful promising that it’s only happened once, you never had even one reason to believe his lying self.

But it’s fine, you tell yourself. It’s not like you’re together or anything. Fuck, you’ve only known him for less than a month, met him on a party and kept hooking up weeks after. Yet the tearing inside your chest becomes more hurtful with every word of his, day by day he takes a firmer grasp of your feeble heart.

Jake shifts on his feet then takes a step closer, thighs pressing against the window frame. “Yeah but not like that,” he explains and you scoff, hurt, and this time it doesn’t slip past his attention.

You don’t make any move to stop him when he swiftly climbs through your window and in a blink of an eye is standing in front of you, the leather of his glove brushing against your skin as he lifts your chin up with his fingers.

“C’mon, baby. It wasn’t like that. I promise,” he mutters lowly, and though you know how little you can trust his words, you can’t help but look up and get charmed by his chocolate eyes one more time. Like always.

Slowly, he leans forward and presses a gentle kiss to the corner of your mouth, then to the other one. “Your parents home?” He asks, nosing at your cheek and you close your eyes and nod your head, cursing yourself for how easy it is for you to forgive him.

His warm lips are on yours then, hand pulling your face upward to leave you breathless in a matter of seconds. “Wanna go out with me?” He whispers in your lips. He hums when you shake your head, still quite not over his lousy reassurance. “No? The party is still going. We could go, hm?” He kisses you again even when you shake your head no. “Wanna just stay here?”

“Yeah,” you breathe out quietly, eyes never meeting his.

Jake is perceptive when he wants to, especially under influence, so at the slightly dejected look on your face he sets the helmet on your dresser before pushing you in the same direction and caging you in between his flexed arms. He kisses you dizzy then, angling his face to the side to press and suck on your lips better.

He pulls away after a minute or so. “C’mon, baby. You know there’s no one else like you,” he sweet talks you and it shamefully works. “You’re my favorite girl. Nothing’s gonna change that, okay?”

It’s so Jake-like to mess up with your head with his careless actions, only to kiss you into forgiveness not even a day later. You always give in because you know you can only have him for the summer, before college starts again and you’ll be out of your hometown again. You always take him in, again and again, because you’re scared you’ll wake up from this dream too soon and never see him again. And you can’t let that happen.

This time he pushes his tongue inside your mouth, the warm muscle working against yours. Your hands finally relax from where they’ve been clutching onto his black t-shirt so desperately, only to travel up into his hair. You tug on it gently, feeling the slightly sweaty strands underneath your fingertips.

Jake pulls you closer, pushes his hips into yours for any type of fraction and groans lowly in his throat when he gets what he’s been craving for for the past hour.

“Can I stay the night, baby?” He asks, but doesn't even really have to cause you’re nodding your head quickly before he even has the chance to finish the sentence. He smiles into your lips as your desperate fingers pull his shirt up and off of him, leaving you pressed to his toned chest.

The two of you messily make your way to your bed, bare of any duvets and blankets as it’s too hot to sleep under any. You fall on top of him and part your lips only to latch onto his neck, some ridiculous jealousy blindly telling you to mark him up as much as you can, to let others know he’s with you now.

Jake chuckles at your feverish suckling onto his skin. He tugs on the leather gloves with his teeth, pulling them off and throwing them on the floor, fingers immediately going down to follow your lead and dispose of your top. You’re only wearing underwear underneath the big t-shirt you sleep in and the sight makes Jake’s mouth water. He runs his hands over every inch of your burning skin, impatiently unclasping your bra as you’re still busy with his bruised neck.

You pull away, visibly pleased with yourself, then lift yourself on your arms and smother his swollen lips again. Jake grunts, kissing you almost just as fervently, hands going lower and lower until he grabs a handful of your ass and rolls his hips up into yours.

You let out a whimper at that, an even louder one following when his slim fingers skim over the soaked cotton of your panties.

“You need to be quiet, doll,” he chuckles breathlessly, drowning the sounds you make with his lips when he slips his fingers underneath the fabric and gets a feel of your slick pussy. “I don’t think we would want your parents walking in on us like that, hm?”

“Y-Yeah,” you stumble out, shifting as you’re laying flat on his chest, face buried in his collarbone and eyes fluttering when his moves only grow bolder. You shudder slightly, feeling his long digits teasing your clit with butterfly touches.

“Ease up, pretty girl,” Jake coos, other hand wrapping around your waist to keep you steady when the first of his now soaked fingers slips inside your tight hole. You nuzzle into him further, breath becoming unsteady as you whine quietly. He moves his hand, burying it deeper and skimming it over your walls.

Couple seconds later he adds in the second finger, the heel of his palm pressing to your clit and making you jolt slightly in his firm hold. He strokes inside you slowly, feeling you progressively getting wetter with his every push. You’re panting, hot breath hitting his skin and making his dick twitch in his pants.

He’s plunging his fingers deep inside of you, your walls squeezing him and stretching out his lips with a satisfied smile. You can’t help but buck into the air in the little space that Jake gives you, when he picks up on his pace. His fingers thrust in and out of you, one by one, never losing their rhythm.

Curving his fingers, his knuckles brush against the spongy insides of your hole, making you moan shakily.

“You good?” He asks, the hand on your waist caressing you gently. “Hate seein’ you sad.”

You sigh, hands reaching up to squeeze his shoulders. “Yeah,” you whisper because that’s all of your voice that you can muster.

“Yeah?” He can’t help but tease and you can hear the grin that’s plastered on his pink lips. But this time you only respond with a nod of your head.

With your face buried in his skin, hands wrapped around his neck tightly, you know you’re cumming when the warm wave hits your stomach breathlessly. You’re whimpering in his collarbone, really trying your hardest to keep quiet, but with the twitching pleasure spreading through your body, and his hard bulge pressing into your stomach, it’s quite difficult to stay sane.

Jake gives you a second to breathe before removing his dripping fingers and unbuckling his pants with it. He somehow manages to shake out of his jeans while keeping you steady on his chest and you shiver when you can feel his warm cock resting between your bodies now.

“Stay still for me, baby,” he coaxes you before shifting you on his hips.

Next second, you can feel his tip prodding at your sensitive pussy and he glides his cock between your glistening folds, coating it in your slick. He readies you with a squeeze at your waist, and slowly starts sinking his length inside of you.

“Wait, Jake-,” you choke on your words when he buries himself entirely inside of you, stretching you out and making you lose your composure completely. “I’m still s-sensitive,” you mumble out, about to nuzzle your face in his neck when his hands grip your waist.

“Now, up you go,” he says and lifts you up, making you sit on his hips and take in even more of his cock.

You moan rather loudly, sinking your teeth in your bottom lip to stop yourself from spilling any more sounds. Jake slowly rolls his hips up into you, quiet grunts leaving his own mouth as his hands settle on your hips. He starts guiding you up and down carefully until you’ve fully adjusted to him.

He only lets go once you’ve picked up on a steady pace, bracing your hands on his stomach, the feeling of his hardened muscles making your cheeks heat up. The way your pussy spreads around him is making him go crazy, and now and then he decides that the combination of you and weed is nothing less than lethal.

You’re so soft under his hands, soft around his cock, soft hands pressing on his abs – everything about you is so damn soft. You’re making him feel almost too good. To ground himself, one of his hands goes up to your hair and tugs on it slightly, making you arch your back and show your pretty, glistening with sweat neck.

He grits his teeth when you speed up slightly, eyes misty and sparkling down at him in your dimly lit bedroom. You’re riding him so fucking well, taking his heavy cock with little struggle.

“So good,” he pants out, fingers digging into your ass. “You’re doing so good.”

You can feel your muscles straining whenever you lift yourself up, tired legs making you drop down onto him a little more forcefully than you initially planned but you’re rewarded with his low moan and eyes shutting tightly, long lashes brushing over his cheeks.

The room feels almost too hot, the house is too quiet for the lewd noises coming out of both of you. Your rhythmic bouncing on his aching cock soon changes to messy grinds as your knees give out and thighs burn. Your movements are shallow and visibly weakened, so to help you up, Jake brings his knees higher and roots his heels into your mattress only to thrust up into you, meeting your hips halfway.

You mewl, your legs twitching when he makes your hole take even more of him. He can feel your slick mixed with his precum seeping out and covering his stomach, and he desperately needs more.

Swallowed by the haze, you push your hips backwards and try to meet his thrusts, making his moves stutter and a strangled groan bubbles up his throat.

“You’re so fucking tight,” he says through clenched teeth before grabbing you by your hips and pulling you off of him. Before you get the chance to ask what he is doing, you find yourself with your back slammed to the mattress, and Jake’s hands grabbing your calves and throwing them over his shoulders.

When he enters you again, you feel your eyes rolling back a little but before any sound can make its way out of your throat, Jake’s veiny hand slaps over your mouth as he leans his face closely to yours. Your whimpers are muffled now as he picks up on his previous pace and the now changed position makes your walls clump down on him even fucking tighter.

“Keep it down. We don’t want your mom barging in and seeing her daughter folded in half like a slut, do we?” His words only make you moan louder as your fingers dig into his toned shoulders. At your reaction, Jake’s lips spread with a sly smile as he raises his eyebrow. “Do we?” He asks breathlessly, watching as your eyes glisten in the dark room. “You really wanna get caught? To let somebody see you like that? Naughty, fucking, girl. Well, there you go.”

His hands leave your mouth and settle on your stomach instead. You just can’t predict his moves anymore, too absorbed in the pleasure spreading through your body, so when he pushes onto your stomach and presses you even deeper into the mattress, a loud moan ripples out of your lips. Jake groans too as he can feel himself moving so deep inside you underneath his fingertips. He pushes onto you even harder. Your head rolls backwards until you’re nearly facing the headboard.

It’s quite difficult to breathe and you’re not sure whether it’s from the stifling summer air that’s gotten into your room or the veiny hand that’s suddenly latched onto your throat. His hot cockhead seems to be hitting everywhere where you need it most. Nothing but dumb squeaks leave your parted lips and he thrives off of every single one of them, even deepening his thrusts to hear them grow louder.

His thighs clash into yours loudly and you yelp when he leans even more forward and the one hand that’s currently not on your throat clutches the headboard tightly. You can’t even do anything when the wood starts rattling against your wall.

“You like getting fucked like this? Who would’ve thought,” he hums, grinning down at you with the teasing glimmer in his reddened eyes.

His thrusts are deep, making the tip of his cock kiss your cervix over and over again. The moans you sob are like a shot of adrenaline in his veins, better than any drug he’s ever tried and suddenly the thought of having you to himself only for the next week crosses his mind. He’s not sure how he’s supposed to breathe without you now that he’s almost sure he’s addicted to you.

He works his length deep inside you. Your vision threatens to turn black and you’re already out of breath when he presses onto your throat a little harder. You send him a half-lidded look and he moves his hand away from your throat to push your sweaty hair away from your forehead because nothing can fucking take the sight of your fucked out face away from him.

Your lips are parted with the ragged breaths leaving them, hands fisting his hair and legs beginning to tremble against his chest.

“So pretty, all f’ me. All because of me.” You nod thoughtlessly at his words, mind taken over by the feeling of the soon to be approaching high. “So lewd too. Where did your shame go?”

“C- Close,” is all you’re able to say. You can feel every vein on his cock more prominently with every next thrust of his, all of your senses besides touch evaporating. You can’t even hear any more of his dirty words when your climax hits you like a truck, making you let out a loud moan.

Jake wraps one of his arms under your waist and lifts you up slightly, now folding you in half and making your orgasm hit twice as hard. He slows his hips down for a moment to help you ride it out, thrusting his dick with deep strokes.

He’s letting go of you soon enough, quickly forgetting about your sensitive self as he feels the twitching and aching between his legs begin, waiting for his own release. With a groan, Jake braces both of his flexing arms on the headboard now and ruts his heavy cock into you feverishly, making you see stars and cry out of overstimulation.

You have to bite on his shoulder to stop the sudden scream from leaving your throat, your whole body ricocheting with his hard thrusts. Your thighs are drenched and so are his, so the skin slapping against skin sounds even louder than before, leaving the backs of your plush upper legs red and stinging.

He loves having you like that, limp because he’s fucked you just that good but body no less responsive to all that he keeps giving you.

“So fucking good,” he repeats himself before abruptly pulling out of your spasming pussy. “Get down here, baby.”

Your heart pounds in your chest as you only nod and eagerly pull yourself down on the bed with your wobbly legs. Once you’re lowered enough, Jake angles his swollen cock right above your face and strokes himself quickly, only to couple seconds later cover your face with the thick white ropes of his release. You flinch slightly, closing your eyes as the warm liquid hits your cheeks, lewdly licking everything that’s sputtered over your lips.

“Oh, fuck!” Jake groans, a little pitchier than before, nonetheless just as pretty. You lift your head up from the mattress and swiftly engulf his leaking tip with your lips, milking him until he’s dry. Jake shudders above you and moans, watching you through almost closed eyes as you suck on his softening cock.

You pull away when there’s nothing else to take from him and the doe eyed look you’re giving him makes him weak in the knees. He drops down next to you, brushing your hair away from your cum stained face before giggling and picking up the shirt you’ve thrown on the floor. He gently cleans you up with it, then leans forward to drown you with his lips.

You could kiss him for eternity, be buried with his soft lips on yours. He’s gentler now, pressing his mouth on yours and leaving peck after peck on them.

“You are my favorite girl,” he reassures you once again, nose brushing against yours and making you smile the softest smile at him. “There’s never gonna be anyone else like you, YN.”

The two of you get dressed, giggling and breathing heavily as there’s nothing much left to say. Your hip is leaned on your dresser when he steps in and kisses you again, sucking on your lips sensually and slowly, procrastinating as long as he can only to not part with you yet.

His gloves are back on his hands, helmet under his arm as he turns back to you and tries one more time, grabbing your smaller hand in his. “Go out with me now?”

You don’t know how you’ll be able to face your parents tomorrow.

You don’t wanna say goodbye to him yet.

So with a smile on your lips, you nod your head and climb out of the window – hands intertwined together and his helmet safely tucked on your head.

But he was so much fun and he had such weird friends

And he would take us out to parties and the night would never end

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note: AGHHH i don't know... i feel like the beginning is a little too wattpad and not enough carly so i may rewrite that someday... but anyways, that's the final part of the series!! i had so much fun writing it ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪

#carly's 2k event ⛧☾༺♰༻☽⛧#jake imagines #jake x reader #jake sim #jake smut #jake sim hard hours #jake sim smut #jake sim x reader #sim jake x reader #sim jake smut #enhypen x reader #enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen hard hours #jake hard hours

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painism · 1 day

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𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐔𝐏 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐒, 𝐈𝐌 𝐆𝐎𝐍' 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐇 !

TRY NOT TO MAKE A SOUND ITS MY MOMMA'S HOUSE ! ; HOW THE JJK MEN GIVE HEAD !

WARNINGS; DRABBLES GOJO AND TOJI . PUSSY EATING. PUSSY SLAPPING, SPITTING, PRAISE, DEGRADING, FEMALE READER , FEMALE ANATOMY, NAMES LIKE : PRETTY GIRL BABY USED, FINGERING, EATING THROUGH PANTIES, CUM EATING, ABSOLUTE FILTH ! REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED NOT PROOF READ.

𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈 𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎

"shh toji, 'we gotta be quiet" you whine into the pillow, doing your best to bite back your moans as toji prys your panties off, moving over your cunt, rubbing over your nub and when he pulls his thick fingers away from your cunt they're coated in a layer of sticky cum that clings to his fingers, "she's excited for me hm?" he chuckles, his voice deepening as he settles on the ground his fingers pressed against his tongue, tasting you on his tongue, eyes still locked on yours, your legs spread open over the leather couch as his fingers work over your thighs, his hand coming down harshly on your clit. "be loud, i wanna hear you." he mumbles, his fingers working inside you, his fingers running past your gummy walls, "can feel you tightening round my fingers, how're you gonna take my cock?" your hand cards through his hair pulling him into your cunt, you'll never hear the end of it later, but all you wanted was his tongue working in you. his tongue flicks against your clit in slow antagonizing swipes, while his fingers work faster inside you. "please I need it, toji !" you whine, barely making sense from your fucked out state, plus muffled from your face pressed against the pillow "getting real bossy ma'." his tongue works over your clit in sloppy circles, his second hand running over your clit while he sucks at the swollen nub, your fingers tighten is his hair tugging him further in while your thighs fly closed over his head, he smacks against the inside of your thigh before you close your legs fully. his hands holding both of your legs to the either sides of him, his tongue fucking into uou as you moan and whine, feeble attempts at chasing your orgasm.

𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎

"cmon princess ya gotta let me taste ya" he whines over the cushioned couch, his hand rubbing over your thigh as his head lays weakly over your legs. "I might die without it, seriouslyyyy" he drags out the 'y' while he whines, his cheeks plumping as he pouts "the strongest weak for some pus?" you question throwing your book over the couch and onto the ground. "for yours? absolutely." he smirks. lifting his head from your lap. "well then, get t' work toru!" you slide your thighs on either sides of his face, his hands instinctively sliding over meeting your thighs, his tongue rubs against your cunt through your panties experimentally, taking licks over your cunt as you whine through your complaints. "stop teasin' toru!" you feel his tongue prod at your clit through your spit soaked panties, your hand carding through his hair as you toss your head back, eyes rolling as you twist your fingers through his kempt locks, tangling them between your fingers "pull any harder n were both gonna cum, pretty" his hand makes its way up your thigh, slipping your panties to the side as his tongue slides between your pussy lips, his tongue sliding over your leaky hole, his fingers rubbing your clit as his tongue teaches past your tight gummy walls, pulsing and squeezing as he tongue fucks your tight cunt, his tongue retracting for a moment, followed by coos of praise as be fucks two fingers into your cunt stretching you out, his eyes locking with yours as he works you to your orgasm. his eyes never leaving yours as you whine out of want for him. "cum on my fingers baby" his muffled words does something for you as your belly tightens, your clit swollen and abused from satorus tongue and fingers working you overtime, you let out a thready moan and a shake, his fingers slip outside of you after a final deep thrust, his tongue working over his fingers as he smirks, at your fucked out state. he crawls overtop of you, "ya taste sweet baby." his lips meet yours as he works your taste into your mouth.

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diazsdimples · 2 days

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Prompt 2! coming back for another kiss + BuckTommy

BUCKTOMMY MY BELOVED okay okay I got this

Buck was not sulking.

He doesn't sulk. He's a grown man of 30-something, with an equally grown 40-something boyfriend (although calling Tommy his boyfriend makes him feel like he's in high school again), so sulking doesn't play a huge part of his day to day life. They're mature. They talk about things.

Except today, Buck is pouting a little. And in his defence, he's allowed to. This is the first time him and Tommy's shifts haven't overlapped perfectly to give them at least 24 hours where they're both off, and Buck is not pleased.

They're spooning in bed together, the early morning August sun streaming in through the windows of Buck's loft, and Tommy has one arm circled around Buck's waist and the other under his neck, pressing small but loving kisses into his shoulder.

"Evan, what's going on? You've been quiet all morning."

Buck sighs. "Nothing I just - I'm gonna miss you," he says quietly, pulling the sheet up to his face so it muffles his voice. Tommy brushes another kiss to the back of Buck's neck and Buck snuggles further into his arms. "This is the longest we've gone without seeing each other between shifts."

Tommy pulls Buck even closer to him and whispers "I'm sorry baby, I know."

They lay in silence for a few moments, just enjoying the peace and quiet before Tommy's alarm is set to go off. Tommy rubs his hand over Buck's chest and down his arm. He feels Buck tense and relax as his fingers drag across his skin, and he presses another kiss to the back of his neck.

"I can cancel my shift today, call in sick," he murmurs, his hand resting on Buck's forearm.

"Don't be stupid," Buck snorts, "they'd see through that in a second."

"Okay well, maybe I can just call out sick tomorrow."

"Tommy, stop," Buck turns over in Tommy's arms to face him, and gives him a soft smile, "you don't have to do that. I'm being dramatic, I'll survive."

"Hey," Tommy leans forward and presses his lips against Buck's forehead, then down his nose, "if I'm being honest, I've kinda been looking forward to the chance to miss you."

Buck blinks and tilts his head back to look at Tommy. "What do you mean?"

"I just -" Tommy looks away from Buck, a small blush rising to his cheeks, "I've never had to miss someone before. It's kinda nice, you know? Having someone I care so much about that I can't bear the thought of being away from."

Buck looks at Tommy, his face open and his eyes shining, and a wide smile stretches across his face. He pulls Tommy into a hug, their bodies pressed against each other, and kisses the side of his head. This thing with Tommy hasn't been going on long - maybe 4 months - but Buck is already beginning to feel more for Tommy than he's felt for any other of his past relationships. He's always been an all-or-nothing type of person, and with Tommy it's no different.

Tommy presses another kiss to Buck's shoulder, and Buck hums contentedly. "You wanna make the most of these last few minutes?"

Tommy lifts his head up, his eyes darkening, and a wicked grin spreads across his face. He rolls himself over so that he's above Buck, and kisses him, their mouths moving together in sync. Tommy trails his hand down Buck's stomach, fingers running over his abs and curling in the light dusting of blond hairs just below Buck's navel. Buck groans into Tommy's mouth, his tongue running over his teeth and he can feel Tommy smirk into the kiss.

"Don't tease me," Buck whimpers, kissing Tommy with more fervour, and Tommy just chuckles.

"'M not teasing," he counters, kissing down Buck's jaw sloppily. "Not if I plan to follow through."

Buck grabs his chin and pulls him up for another bruising kiss, their lips making slick, wet noises as they kiss and kiss and kiss.

"Is teasing, if you're just gonna -"

They're cut off as Tommy's alarm blares, ringing through the room. Buck groans and Tommy rests his forehead against his with a sigh.

"I gotta go, sweetheart," Tommy says as he rolls over, silencing his alarm with a swipe of his forefinger. He looks genuinely regretful as he pulls the covers off himself and begins to get dressed.

Buck swallows back a lump in his throat and props himself up on his elbow to watch. "I know. You go, save some lives. I'll be here when you get back."

Tommy smiles, buttoning his shirt and doing up his belt, and he walks over to the bed, leaning over to cup Buck's face in his hands and kissing him gently.

"I'll call you, yeah?"

"Yeah," Buck says, "text me when you can, I want to know you're okay."

Tommy nods, his thumb brushing over Buck's cheekbone, and Buck leans into the touch, barely able to contain his whine as Tommy pulls away.

"Tommy, wait!" Buck calls as Tommy crosses the loft, pausing just before the top step. He turns around and Buck throws his arms out in front of him, making grabby hands and pouting, pleading with his eyes.

Tommy laughs - he knows exactly what Buck's asking for - and strides back to the bed, taking Buck's face in his hands once more and giving him another kiss, this one just a bit more heated. He pulls back, his thumbs rubbing soothing circles on Buck's cheekbones, and gives him a wink.

"See you later, Evan."

"Be safe," Buck whispers.

Tagging some Bucktommy mutuals

@theotherbuckley @bidisasterevankinard @watchyourbuck @wikiangela @loveyouanyway (if anyone wants to be added to my Bucktommy taglist pls lmk)

Make 'em swoon prompts!

#james answers things #make 'em swoon prompts #fic request #bucktommy #bucktommy ficlet #evan buckley #tommy kinard #tevan #kinley #kinkley #911 abc #911 #911verse #911 fanfic #buck x tommy

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ssparksflyy · 1 day

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what's he got that i don't? 𝜗𝜚 ⊹ ‧₊˚

pairing percy jackson x fem!reader summary based off this request!! an i actually love this request sm 😋 in jealous percy we trust

PERCY sighed dramatically as he plopped himself down on his bed, scooting up to put his head in your lap. he'd just gotten back from a meeting with chiron about helping out with teaching new campers how to handle swords and was quite frankly, exhausted. he'd spent his whole day running around, going from lesson to lesson, already helping out with all sorts of things. he hadn't seen you since breakfast and desperately needed to feel you close after his hectic day. walking into his cabin to see you sitting in his bed reading made him feel like maybe the gods didn't hate him and they knew how to answer his prayers after all.

"long day?" you asked, moving one of your hands down to his hair and ran your fingers through it while the other continued to hold up your book.

"mhm" he hummed in response.

"what'd you do?" you followed up.

"teach, teach some more, help out, then go teach again" he said, "i didn't even ask to be a teacher."

"you didn't ask for a lot of things, just another thing to add to the list babe. im sure the kids who need help greatly appreciate you and your teaching"

"i guess"

you sat in silence for a minute, continuing to play with percy's hair and read. he would've been fine staying like that and maybe even wouldve ended up falling asleep in your lap, but he had hardly spent any time with you today. he wanted to talk to you more and kiss your lips and hug you, but your nose was stuck in that stupid book he didn't even understand.

"whatcha reading?" he asked and lifted his head up, moving it to rest his chin on your stomach.

"the hunger games" you replied.

he mumbled a quick 'okay' and kept his head on your stomach, looking up at you and watching as you read.

as much as percy loved quiet moments like this, it was the opposite of what he wanted. he knew you enjoyed reading, and now was one of the few opportunities you got to read in peace, but he hadn't seen you in hours and (even though he wouldnt admit it) was in desperate need for your attention. when he saw you smile at something in your book, he decided to try for a conversation again.

"whatcha smilin' at?"

you looked away from your book, "nothin. just this guy."

he got up and furrowed his brow, "what guy?"

"he's not real, percy."

"don't matter, what guy is making my girl smile like that?"

you rolled your eyes, "a guy made of ink and imaginations. that's who."

"lemme see" he said, holding out his hand for you to hand him the book.

you handed him the book and watched as he squinted his eyes, trying to read it.

"i can't read."

"i know."

"what's it say?"

he handed you the book back, ""i don’t think it’s going to work out. winning . . . won’t help in my case," says peeta. "why ever not?" says caesar, mystified. peeta blushes beet red and stammers out. "because . . .because . . . she came here with me.""

percy pauses for a second. "you were smiling at that? what does it even mean?"

"see! you dont get it, it's nothing." you said, trying to brush it off.

"mmm i think its something" he said. he already had your attention away from reading your book, now it was just a matter of keeping it up.

"you wanna know? fine." you huffed, "im smiling because i remember when i read this for the first time and i was freaking out because katniss and peeta hardly even talk in this part of the book, and he just reveals that he's got a crush on her, but you don't know that he's actually faking it - but at the same time he's not - because it's set in katniss' perspective, so you're left all 'what was that?! what does he mean!!!' and it becomes something that peeta does again later cause he's smart and knows what cards to play in order for people to like him!!"

he looked at you in surprise, "oh- wow, sorry." he apologized, taking your hands in his, "so is peeta your favorite character?"

you knew you could just give him a simple yes and be over with the whole thing, but if he wanted the truth, then the truth is what he would get.

"yea, he really is. he's just the perfect guy" you said smugly, opening your book back up and pretending to start reading again.

"pfff- yea right! what happened to imaginations and ink?" he said. you could hear the slightest bit of jealousy in his voice and decided to keep going.

"doesnt take away the fact that he's perfect" you said as a mattter-of-factly.

"oh yea? well i think he's a fake nobody."

"fake nobody or not, he's still really smart, strong, an artist, a great baker, handsome in the movies-"

"josh hutcherson is not handsome."

"im gonna act like you didn't just say that." you said, realizing this was going the way you wanted it to, "but gods, did i mention how good of a boyfriend he is? i mean the way he cared for katniss?? hes literally everything a girl could ask fo-"

"hey you know im your boyfriend, not him, right?" percy asked, his tone sounding unsure and annoyed.

you stopped there and put your book down. you didn't think he'd actually be bothered by you talking about a fictional guy. he was never really the jealous type, had he actually taken it seriously?

"perce... are you.. jealous?" you asked in disbelief.

he gave you an offended look that you could tell was fake, "what?! no! course not! why would i be jealous of some fake baker dude??"

you couldnt help but laugh as he continued to try and defend himself from your 'wild' and 'indecorous' 'accusations'.

"i wasnt accusing you of anything! just asking!!" you said through your fit of giggles.

"yea you were! i feel very attacked right now, i though this was supposed to be a safe space!!" you only laughed more.

once you managed to get yourself to stop laughing, you moved closer to percy and pressed a kiss on his cheek. "i was just joking, you know that right?"

he mumbled a quick 'yea' while moving over to your side so he could put his arm around you and pull you into his chest. he left a kiss ontop of your head as you got comfortable in his embrace, putting your book on his nightstand.

percy had gotten his chance to talk to you, and now was able to hold you close, just like he wanted. yes it took listening to you ramble about some other (fake) guy, but who cares!! before finally closing his eyes and falling under hypnos' spell, he only had one more question about the book you were reading.

"by the way, who's finnick odair?"

"OHMYGOD, SO-"

#percy was in the wrong okay bye !!#percy jackson #pjo #percy jackson x reader #pjo x reader #percy jackson x you #by bells ♡⋆ ࣪.

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paymechildsupport · 3 days

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I should have really been in bed five hours ago, but these leaks make me wanna commit heinous acts and I just gotta do something about this Sukuna pic cuz erm… just :3

He’s just so….. <3

EHEHEHHEHEHEHEH I don’t know what it is but the idea of having such a powerful, destructive man just down at my feet is so intoxicating jsjshdbdbdb

Just imagine his humongous form in your sheets in the latest hours of midnight— just an amalgamation of limbs on your bedspread

Drowsy and drunk off sleepiness, fighting off exhaustion in that soft cushiony state between consciousness with his big arms swallowing your much tinier body up, head on your chest

You’d absentmindedly run your fingers through his wolf hair, nails scraping his scalp in such a way to elicit tiny sounds of contentment

He in no way would be silent: bro will be sighing and huffing and even just purring occasionally,- exactly like an old cat or dog. You’d feel every noise vibrate, bouncing around in his large chest, pressed against your torso

The second you fall asleep and cease to shower him in affection he’d immediately get incredibly offended

He’d take it personally, and man’s can hold a NASTY GRUDGE (look what he’s doing to poor Yuji 😭)

He’d let out a rather audible, “hmph”, and make a show of pulling himself off of you, making sure he woke you up

“How dare you, pathetic mortal”

HE’D SULK

He’d be both very bluntly aggressive but also passive aggressive in every. Single. Thing.

He is entitled to your time, your attention, your affection, your every waking thought should be dedicated to him and him alone. He should be first priority over everything

JAJSJDBBDBS Y’know how in like superhero movies the villain sometimes has this really adorable cliché where they are this absolutely brutal, horrible monster whose committed numerous misdeeds but have a wife / spouse they treasure above all else? Like, they’ll be in the middle of explaining their plans of world domination when their wife all of a sudden calls out that dinner’s ready, — and then all of a sudden the villain is this esteemed gentleman who’s just really really excited to have some lasagna his darling wife made for dinner?? They really just wanna keep their spouse outta all the crime and such cuz they know they hate it and always get scolded for it.

yeah, that’s the only way I’ve been coping for these past leaks 🥶

Sukuna would be in the middle of nuking the map when all of a sudden you pull up

He’d be talking all high and mighty, saying how he’d obliterate and kill all of Yuji’s loved ones when suddenly he hears his name get called out and he’d just FREEZE.

“Quick, act like I didn’t just murder your closest kin like three minutes ago.”

”what? Why??”

“Because my spouse is here and they’ll actually skin me alive if they see me like this 😡—- hey honey ☺️ how’s it going..?”

Like tensing up, eyes bulging, lip quivering, sweating BULLETS, the most scared anyone’s ever seen him. Immediately dropping everything, disregarding the accumulating mass of cursed energy he’d been saving up for the past twenty minutes, to turn around and give you his best, most charming smile

You’d just walk up to him and like, grab him by the ear, yanking him down to your level to curse the ever living daylights outta him

“Stop going out and bullying teenagers 🤬 you miserable old man I swear—“

And he’d just stand there and TAKE IT. You’d scold him exactly like a disappointed mother, personally escorting him off the battlefield and profusely apologizing to Yuji for your husband’s actions

He’d just be all sad, walking away and dragging his feet, moping, back hunched, hand holding yours 😭🤏 and leaving an incredibly confused Yuji

And then you adopt Yuji and Sukuna stops being a grumpy old man and my boy gets his happily ever after and we all hug it out :3

#I NEED HIM #i need him so bad #jjk #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jujutsu kaisen #jjk oneshot #sukuna x reader #ryomen sukuna #sukuna ryomen #sukuna #sukuna x you #sukuna jjk #jjk fluff #sukuna fluff #jjk spoilers #This truly is my jujutsu Kaisen #he’s so silly #he’s so pretty

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itsruki · 3 days

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Daddys and his friend

SoftDom!Mitsuya x BabyGirl!Sub!Reader x SoftDomKakucho

MDNI! MINORS DO NOT READ!

Masterlist:

a/n: This one is caused by some random thought that went out of hand. i wrote it in one session and am glad it came out HALFWAY okay.

Synopsis: Takashi Mitsuya and you are a couple and he wants to reward you with a nice playsession, that involves his friend, Kakucho Hitto

Trigger warnings: afab-reader , mentions of unprotected sex, fingering, mutual Masturbation, Anal, petnames: Good girl, Baby, Perfect girl, Sweet girl, Princess, treasure, Angel and Dear

word count: 2,326

Once you stepped through the door of your shared apartment and heard the door close, you felt Takashi hands wrap around your body from behind and his nose press against your neck. His hands went up, and he began to fondle your tits. His fingers began to rub over the area where your nipples would be. It was a hot day, so you only wore a crop top, sweatpants, and as underwear, a thin bra and some random panties. "Ahhh~" you moaned "T-taka~? What are you doing~?" You leaned your head back, so it's on his shoulder. He took the access to your neck as an invitation and began to bite and suck on your neck. "I can't help it, baby. You are just so fucking pretty. I love those tits. They are so fucking beautiful. I wanna suck them so badly. Will you be a good girl and let Daddy suck on them?" He didn't even wait for an answer. He pulled up the crop top and yanked down the bra. Not only that, but he began to draw circles around your nipples and squeeze down on the meat. Your nipples stood hard and perky, ready to be messed with. He pinched them, rolled them between his fingers, and pulled on them. Your moaning became louder. He gasped and cursed again. Then he turned you around and leaned down to push his face between your tits. "Could fucking die between those tits. So fucking precious." He grabbed onto them, cupped them in his soft hands, and began to kiss the two mountains. Then he gave one of your nippels a flat lick, and you whimpered. He wrapped his lips around your left nipple and began to sloppily suck on it. He swirled his tongue around it and sucked like no tomorrow. Your hands found their way into his hair. Once your nippel was red and puffy from the sucking, he swapped to the other one. You could already feel how unbelievable wet you were. His fingers massaged your tits and held them up so he had a better angle.

He took one of your hands and placed it on his crouch, so you felt his hard cock. He threw away your top and the bra right after before grabbing the back of your neck and forcing a kiss on you. The kiss was messy. Wet and sloppy. Drool was running everywhere. You helped him take off his shirt and unzip his jeans. He pulled down his jeans and boxers, just enough so his cock would be freed. You loved his cock. It was large and long. It had some pretty veins on it, and the tip had a cute share of pink. You don't know what came over Mitsuya. He was so rough that day, but you loved it.

He grabbed your hand and brought it to his cock, and you instantly understood what he wanted. You wrapped your fingers around his cock and began to give him long and intense strokes, which earned you a long groan from him.

He locked your lips again, and you felt his hand slide down your stomach into your sweatpants. His fingers went past your panties and brushed over your little bundle of nerves, which caused you to moan into the kiss. It took him no time to slide two fingers into your already drooling cunt and pumping, in and out. He leaned back and looked you directly in the eyes while you two touched each other. You couldn't stop looking at him, your hand still pumping his cock. He licked his lips, a third finger in your pussy, the thumb rubbing your clit. You felt close. You were almost there, and he could feel that. "Don't close your eyes, baby. Let Daddy see those pretty eyes when you cum over my fingers."

He grabbed your hips to keep you steady on your feet when you began to shake. Your eyes locked onto his when you were almost at the sweet, sweet climax.

"Cum for me, baby. Cum for Daddy. You are doing so fucking good for me. Fuck….cum. Cum, baby!"

And you did. You came all over his fingers. You fell forward against his shoulder, and he steadied you. Your hands never stopped pumping his dick; you could hear him moan and groan because of that. "Such a fucking perfect girl...baby...I have a surprise for you. Because you've been such a fucking treasure to me. I have something for my sweet girl."

You looked up to him. Completely delirious. You stopped pumping his cock and leaned back. He then pushed down your sweatpants and panties and after that his pants and boxers. Then he led you to the bedroom. You thought you two would just fuck on the bed and that would be the end of it, but when the bedroom door swung open, your jaw just dropped.

At the edge of the bed sat Mitsuya's friend, Kakucho Hitto. He was completely naked, his cock in hand. He was stroking his rock-hard cock and smirking at both of us. "You weren't lying when you said her moans are Devine. Fuck. Had me hard just from hearing her....And her body….shit….I could bust just looking at her…" Kakuchos eyes went up and down your body. Your head turned, and you looked at Takashi, who just smirked at you. "She really is my perfect little angel. … what do you think, princess? Do you like your surprise? ...tonight we will make you feel good, baby. It's all about you. You will be a good girl and let Kakucho use your body, right? Be a good girl for Daddy too, hmm?"

Your brain shut down, and you just nodded. "Then go on, princess. Show our guests some love."

You kneeled down between Kakuchos legs and looked up at him. A smile was on your face when you took his hands off his cock and began to replace them with your own. He was slightly bigger and girthier then your partners cock so you needed both hands. You leaned down and licked the tip, which caused him to groan. You looked up to see a tint of pink on his cheeks, which made you smile. He was so cute. You felt his hands grabbing onto your hair. "Can I be a little rough with you, angel? Gonna let me fuck your mouth?" and you nodded. He slowly thrusted upwards and your head downwards, which caused you to gag and tear up. He groaned as he wiped off your tears. "What a cute fucking girl! Her throat is so perfect. Keep going, baby. You can do it. We know you can." you tried to focus on breathing to take his cock as good as possible when you suddenly felt something cold on your ass. Mitsuya poured lube on your hole, which caused you to shiver and moan against Kakuchos cock. "Don't worry, baby, this will feel so good for you" Takashi said. You felt his fingers rubbing your asshole, which made you whine. You never done anal before, and while you talked about it before, you weren't expecting it now. You felt his index finger pushing into your virgin asshole. Your eyes rolled back as Kakucho kept fucking your mouth. Takashi was gentle, slowly pushing in and pulling out, stretching your hole out before adding a second finger and eventually a third. At that point, you were just a drooling mess. Your pussy was clenching around nothing as Takashis fingers moved faster and faster in your ass. "Is she ready already? I don't think I can wait much longer. I really wanna cum in her pussy." kakucho stated. Takashi chuckled and gave him a nod before pulling his fingers back out. "Baby we will make you feel so good now." Kakucho pulled your head off his cock and kissed your lips. You then felt your almost limp body pulled on the bed. Kakucho was lying against the headboard on his back, and Takashi was still behind you. He kissed your shoulder before whichpering "Go ride his cock, baby. Make Kakucho feel good with your pussy, okay?"

You nodded and climbed on top of Kakucho. You used your hand to position the tip at your entrance and then lowered yourself onto him. He was big, so you had to go slow, and while his hands were on your hips, he didn't push you down. "You do so fucking good, princess. Taking my cock in your tiny pussy nice and slow. Feeling all stretched out by me. God. You look so gorgeous, stuffed with my cock. I can't wait to cream the insides of your pussy."

Your face blushed when you heard all the praise. When you were fully bottomed out, Takashi stopped you from moving. "Wait a second, baby. Now it's my turn to join in." You looked back in confusion when you felt his cock against your asshole. You whimper, but he just kissed your neck and shoulder before whispering, "Shhh. Relax angel. You can take it. I'm sure you can. This will feel amazing. You are such a precious girl, baby. My little baby girl." he then slowly pushed his cock into your asshole. You whined a little in pain, but then felt Kakuchos fingers against your clit, rubbing it. "Relax baby. Let him in." he said. You tried to take deep breaths to relax your body as he pushed inside your hole. Once he is fully in, you three just sit there for a moment. "You're doing so fucking good, baby. Fuck....Your ass is so tight…..it's so fucking good." He gave you more and more kisses all over your neck and shoulders.

A few moments pass before Takashi asked "can I move angel?" and all you could do was nod. Then you felt them move. One went in, and one pulled out. They alternated, and all you could do was rip your eyes open. Your upper body fell over against Kakuchos chest and held onto his shoulders. One of his hands was still rubbing your clit while the other held onto the plush of your hips. Takashis hands found there way on your tits, cupping them and playing with your nippels. "Doing so fucking good for us~ such a perfect little girl." "Yea. I can feel her squirm every time you thrust into her ass." Takashi leaned in now, pushing you deeper onto Kakucho's chest. You were pressed into a sandwich position as they both kept thrusting into you. The pace was increased and your vision went blurry. Your lips found Kakuchos and you began to make out, his tongue invading your mouth, fighting for dominance. You felt your core tighten as your pussy got violated more and more. Kakucho broke the kiss "Are you close, baby? Will you cum for us?....do it. Cum for us, baby girl. Cream all over my cock. I want to see you make a mess on me, dear." His hands both grabbed onto your hips as his hips pistoned upward more aggressively. You whined and pressed your face into his neck. As they kept chanting for you to cum. You came and you body began to uncontrollably shake. "fuck she is milking me for all I have. What a fuckinh good girl….such a good….fucking...girl…"

He kept fucking into you until his breath got heavier and heavier. "I'm gonna cum, baby. Can I cum in that pretty pussy? Can I ruin the inside of you? You want that, right?" You were so fucked out that all you could do was frantically nod. He groaned like an animal before he pumped into you a few more times before emptying his balls inside your pussy. "Fuck...fuck, fuck…fuck…."

Takashi laughed as he kept fucking your tight asshole. "Such a fucking good girl...does Kakuchos cum feel good, baby? Hm?....don't worry, angel, I'm almost there…..almost….fuck…….moan for me baby..beg for Daddys cum...beg for Daddy to paint that little asshole of yours white…" he was teasing you as if he wasn't balls deep in your hole. Tears ran down your cheeks as you tried to form a sentence but you just couldn't bring one out. "Common Mitsuya….she is completely fucked out...no way she can even talk right now. Don't bully our little girl. She did so well….she deserves a reward, right angel?" and you nodded. You heard Takashi chuckle behind you as he grabbed onto your hips, lifted them up a little, which caused Kakucho to slide out of you. It made you whine before you felt Takashi thrust even deeper inside. You had the feeling he was rearranging your guts. He wasn't talking anymore. He was only grunting and growling. The thrusts grew more and more aggressive. He bit your shoulder before he gave you one final thrust. He shot his hot cum deep inside your ass….it felt do fucking good. He let go of your hips and you fell back onto Kakucho. He wrapped his arms around you and Takashi fell to the side next to you before cuddling up to you too. "Wow….fuck…..that was better than I expected and I already expected it to be insane…." Kakucho laughed. Takashi was still panting and your brain was empty. "You two need a break?...you okay?" and you both just nodded. Takashi pulled you between them and hugged you, tight and kissed you face and rubbed your back. "You did so well, princess... So good for me....for us...I love you so much." you held onto him and smiled. He never forgot to give you the aftercare you needed. Then you felt Kakucho cuddling up from behind and kissing your shoulder "mhm...very good job, baby. We are so proud of you."

At that moment, you felt like you were in heaven…..two men taking care of you in such a sweet way. You kissed Takashi's lips and felt him wrap your leg around his hip. It was all soft and sweet until….you felt something hard rubbing against your belly.

"Again?!"

He laughed.