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ghostface!eddie smut.

what’s your favorite scary movie? ✧ ˚ · . eddie munson x fem!reader

summary: you were expected a quiet night in, away from your parents as they celebrated their anniversary. what you didn’t expect was your boyfriend surprising you in more ways than one…

cw: 18+ (minors dni). nsfw. heavy smut. knife kink. slight degradation kink. choking. unprotected sex. rough sex. fingering. hematolagnia. blood. manipulation. threats of murder. squirting. oral. slight noncon. tying up / restraint. spanking. pet names. gagging. minor drug use. slight piss kink.

you waved goodbye to your parents as they left for the weekend. it was their twenty-year anniversary and they were taking a quiet vacation to the lakes. you had agreed to watch the house for them whilst they were away, and to take care of the family dog. as their car disappeared, you turned around and stepped back inside, locking the front door behind you.

the dog was whining at the back door to be let out, you unlocked and watched as he ran outside to do his business. it was pretty warm out so you left to door open, allowing him to come and go as he pleased.

you were feeling a little peckish, so you decided to order some pizza. picking up your phone, you dialled the number for the local pizza joint and ordered your usual, chicken and camembert.

there would be at least another hour before your food arrived, so you decided to take a brisk shower. heading upstairs, you went into your bedroom and turned on the speaker, before slipping into the bathroom and taking a hot shower.

wrapping a towel around your body, you unlocked the bathroom door and made your way into your bedroom, singing along to “high for this” by the weeknd, as it played through your speakers.

as you rummaged through your drawers, looking for some fresh underwear, the house phone rang. you held the phone between your ear and shoulder, whilst you pulled on your underwear. “hello?” you asked, but the other line went dead. must be the wrong number, you thought as you put the phone back down onto the receiver.

just as you’d finished fastening the clasp of your bra, the phone rang again. it was the same number. sighing, you picked it up, “hello?” there was no answer, just silence and what sounded like breathing. “hello?” you said again, a slight annoyance in your tone.

the person of the other end finally spoke up, “hello, sweetheart.” their voice had an eerie tone to it, as if they were using a voice altering software.

“who is this?“ you asked. when they didn’t answer, you ended the call. but a few moments later, they called back. you ignored it this time, letting it ring out. but they just continued calling back.

“listen. i don’t know if this is a prank call or you have the wrong number, but either speak or fuck off.” you spat as you picked up the phone. greeted again by silence, you were about to hang up and pull the wire from the wall, but the person on the other end spoke up.

“oh i don’t have the wrong number sweetheart” they said, in that same weird voice as before.

“who is this?” you asked. you heard a low, menacing, chuckle from whoever was calling, “that’s a secret. why don’t you and i play a little game?” they spoke.

whether it was from sheer curiosity or boredom, you decided to play along, “what kind of game?”.

“i’ll ask you some questions, and you will answer them. let’s start with an easy one.” they paused, before speaking again, “what is your favourite scary movie?”.

you leaned back against the dresser, twirling the phone wire between your fingers, “it’s scream.” you answered.

mmmhm. the voice groaned, “do you think you’d be a helpless victim? or would you make it to the sequel?”.

you stifled a laugh, “oh i’d make it to the sequel. i’m not stupid enough to get killed.”

“then why did you leave the back door open whilst you went for a shower?” the voice teased. your heart skipped a beat. but you held your composure.

“it’s a safe neighborhood. i have no reason to worry…” you lied, because now, you were slightly worried. how did they know you left the door open? maybe it was one of your neighbours kids trying to scare you.

the voice chuckled again, “oh sweetheart, there is plenty of reason why you should worry. you ought to be more careful…”

your fingers fumbled against the receiver, debating whether or not to end the call. “don’t think about hanging up, unless you want me to slit that pretty little throat of yours.” the voice interrupted.

when you didn’t reply, they spoke up again, “do you understand?”

you tried your best not to sound afraid, but you ended up stumbling on your words anyway, “y-yes. yes i understand.”

“good girl. now, do exactly as i say.” the air in the room suddenly felt very cold. your body jolting as shivers ran throughout your body, the goosebumps rippled across your skin. yet you found yourself feeling hot and flushed.

“first of all, i want you to go and sit at the end of your bed. take the phone with you.” not wasting any time, you made you way over to the edge of your bed, holding the house phone in your hand, careful not to press any buttons that might end the call.

“good girl. now i want you to close your eyes. if you so much as squint, i’ll gut you like a fish. understand?” you felt as if the air was being ripped out of your lungs, you replied a simple yes, just audible enough for both you and the caller to hear. you breathed heavily before shutting your eyes, tight. your hands shook as you held the phone to your ear. after a few moments the call went quiet, as if the person was no longer on the other end of the line. remembering their words, you didn’t dare open your eyes.

the sound of creaking floorboards sent your heart racing, the pace quickening as footsteps got louder and closer. before you could take another breath, a large gloved hand wrapped around your mouth.

you could feel hot breath against your neck, “don’t scream,” they whispered in your ear. you could feel something soft, like silk, brushing against your cheek. adrenaline pulsed through your veins and your reflexes made your eyes shoot open.

“i told you not to open your eyes.” the voice spat. your eyes adjusted to the light, and you saw tall figure stood a few metres in front of you. their body clothed in black jeans and a leather jacket. their face hidden behind a ghostface mask. your breath caught in your throat, causing you to choke on the lack of oxygen.

“don’t look so scared sweetheart. i thought scream was your favorite scary movie…” they teased.

“now,” they continued, stepping closer, their hand still over your mouth as they used the other one to press a knife against your neck, “i told you not to open your eyes. but you didn’t listen to me… do you know what happens to those who disobey me?”

you gulped, shaking your head, no. “they get punished,” they hissed. the knife was now pressing into your jugular, piercing the skin. you tried to plead with them, forgetting that your mouth was covered by their hand. “do not scream.” they said as they slowly removed their hand and the knife.

you struggled to control you breathing, your eyes blinking continuously as you’d tried to fight back the tears. “p-please don’t hurt me. i didn’t mean to open my eyes, it was just instinct.” you mumbled, a few stray tears trickled down your cheeks.

the person closed the gap between you, crouching down to meet your height, their hand reached up and brushed against your cheek, their thumb wiping away the wetness.

“oh sweetheart, look at you,” they said, their masked face looking you up and down, their hand still placed against your cheek. “you’re so frightened right now, aren’t you?”. although you couldn’t see them, you could feel the intensity of their eyes boring into you. feeling scared and intimidated, you looked down at the floor, not wanting to feel their eyes on you any longer. you nodded your head in answer to their question, your bottom lip began to quiver as you tried to hold back the sobs that were on the verge of leaving your lips.

you felt their hand move under your chin, pulling your face up aggressively so that you had to look at them, “so darling, why are you here all alone?” they asked. lie. you thought. lie to them and pretend your boyfriend is on his way. “i-im not,” you replied, “i mean… i wont be. my boyfriend is actually on his way over. maybe you should go before he gets here. you’ll get hurt if he finds you here.”

the person chuckled, before their hands gripped your jaw tightly, causing you to wince, “don’t fucking lie to me. i know your boyfriend isn’t on his way over here.”

“h-he is. i promise. i’m not lying.” you tried your best to sound convincing. but it clearly didn’t work, as you found the knife pressed against your throat again. this time piercing the skin, so that blood trickled down your chest.

the masked person shook their head, “i really don’t like liars.” they grabbed ahold of your wrists and pulled you up from the bed, dragging you over to the floor length mirror on the other side of your room. the knife was still against your throat. their other hand was wrapped around your waist, pinning your body against theirs. they towered over you, leaning down to whisper into your ear, “if you tell me the truth, i might consider letting you live.”

you trembled under their touch, your eyes fixed on the mirror as you gazed at yourself, not wanting to look at them. “so,” they spoke, “tell me the truth sweetheart. your boyfriend isn’t coming over, is he?”. you tried to speak, but the words wouldn’t come out, your throat was dry and sore. you shook you head no, biting into your bottom lip, piercing the skin and drawing blood.

the masked figure loosened their grip on you, their hand reached up and tucked a strand of stray hair behind you ear, “good girl.” they said.

slowly, the knife left your throat. it was now travelling lightly down your chest, your heart was pounding. the room was eerily silent apart from the sound of your shaky, uneven, breaths. the knife came to a rest at your hips bones, the gloved hand twisting the tip against the bones, hard enough to cause pain but not enough to pierce the skin.

“don’t move.” the voice spoke as they stepped away from. you stayed frozen to the spot, unable to move even if you wanted too. you waited, watching through the mirror as they rummaged through your drawers. they pulled out a pair of black tights and threw to on your bed before walking back over to you. “put your arms behind your back.” they said, as they unbuckled the belt on their jeans. with trembling hands, you placed them behind your back. grabbing hold of your wrists, they forcibly held them at the base of your spine, using the belt to tightly them together. their large gloved hand snaked up your arm, gripping your bicep tightly, using it to drag you across the room and back over to your bed. they spun you around to face them before they pushed you down. their large hands gripped into your waist as they pushed you further up.

the leather belt was digging uncomfortably into your skin, you could already feel the bruises forming. you whimpered say the knife travelled across your skin again, stopping at the hem of your lace panties. “as pretty as these look on you, you won’t be needing them.” they slide the knife under the hem, cutting through the thin straps on either side, causing the fabric to pool between your thighs, leaving you exposed. tracing the knife down your thigh, they brought it down onto the material of your panties. the dug the knife in and slowly dragged them down to the edge of the bed, discarding them on the bedroom floor. you instinctively closed your legs, feeling embarrassed and violated, only to have them thrust apart by the large, gloved hands. you quivered under their touch.

with one hand holding you down, the other brought the knife up your chest, slicing at the material of your bra. it split in half, the fine lacey material gathered against your breasts. using the knife, they pulled each strap down your arms, leaving your breasts exposed. “such a pretty girl.” the voice spoke.

“p-please. please don’t hurt me.” you begged, tears streaming down your face. “i don’t want to hurt you sweetheart. but you disobeyed me,” the large frame was now hovering over you, their hands either side of your head as they looked down at you. “like i said, i might consider letting you live. if you behave for me, we can have some fun together…”

you already knew what their answer would be, but you asked anyway, “what kind of fun?”. one of their hands softly caressed your cheek, wiping away the tears before slowly moving down your chest, coming to rest on the cup of your left breast. “i think you know what kind of fun i’m looking for, sweetheart.”

you breathed shakily as the hand massaged your breast. the leather material felt cold against your flesh, making your nipples come to a point. you shut your eyes, trying to fight the natural urges of your body.

“keep those pretty eyes closed for me.” the voice spoke, you felt the pressure from their weight leaving the bed. you kept your eyes tightly shut, scared of what might happen if you opened them again. the cold gloved hands wrapped around the back your head, they lifted it slowly from the mattress before placing something soft over your eyes, tying it into a knot, blindfolding you. blinding you of your senses, your hearing was now heightened. you could hear every small sound. from the sound of the mask hitting the floor, along with the gloves, to the unzipping of their jacket, and the removal of their jeans.

soft, hands slid up your thighs and across your bare chest, sending shivers throughout your entire body. you gasped as a hand tightly gripped your throat. “don’t be scared, i promise you’ll enjoy this.” the person spoke lowly. the strange voice altering now gone. there was a familiarity in their voice that you couldn’t quite place. but you could recognise it was a male speaking.

you felt his cold lips against your breast, kissing the smooth flesh. you took a sharp breath in, a tingling growing in your stomach. his wet lips found your nipples, licking and sucking on each one before sinking his teeth in. as you whimpered, you could feel him smirking against your hard nipple. his hand slipped down between your thighs, he was quick to find your clit and began rubbing his thumb over it in circles, causing your back to arch up and a soft moan to escape your lips.

“i knew you’d like it, you dirty little slut.” he spat, his lips finding your flesh again as he sucked on your clavicle, making sure to leave his mark. he slid two long fingers between you folds, feeling your wetness against his skin caused him to groan. he rubbed his fingers between your folds before sliding them both into your tight walls. “so wet for me.” he mumbled against your chest. your heart was racing and your mind was cloudy. you knew you should’ve been screaming out for help, begging this man to stop. but part of you was turned on, you didn’t want his skin to leave yours. adrenaline rushed through your veins.

he held you still as his fingers jerked inside of you, he pushed them in, right up to the knuckle. you couldn’t see it, but he smirked as your walls tightened when he curled his fingers up. he thrust his fingers in and out quickly, hitting that sweet spot of yours. you bit down on your bottom lip, trying to suppress your moans, you could feel the coil in your stomach tightening with each thrust he made. you almost cried out when his fingers left the warmth of your pussy. the look on your face was enough for him to know you missed his touch. you could feel his hot breath fanning against your pussy, “pathetic little bitch. you’re so weak.” he rasped before his lips connected with your clit, taking it between his teeth as he sucked on it. you couldn’t hold back the moans any longer, they slipped out of your mouth as the pleasure took over. his wet tongue slide down your folds, licking up your juices. his nose nuzzled against your clit as his tongue flicked in and out of you, causing your walls to clench and the pit in your stomach to tighten even more.

forgetting your hands were tied, you tried to reach down to grasp on his hair, whimpering once you realised they were trapped. you gripped onto the sheet beneath you, vibrations erupting through your body as he continued devouring you. slowly his licked from your slit and back up to your clit, nibbling on the throbbing nub. enjoying every moment as he watched you unfold beneath him. his large hands forced your thighs further apart and he hoisted your hips up from the bed. using one hand to keep you in place, the other was wrapped around his throbbing cock as he guided it to your entrance. he circled the tip of his cock around your opening, teasing you as your pussy ached for more. your hips bucked up, begging for him to be inside you.

he slid the tip in slowly, a gasp leaning both your lips, “you’re such a fucking whore. i’m gonna make you scream sweetheart. this is gonna be the best fuck of your life.”

without warning, he thrust his full length inside of you. a whimper of both pain and pleasure left your lips. your walls were tight around his thick, throbbing cock. one hand gripped the skin around your hips, the other was wrapped around your throat, pinning you down. he grunted as he deepened his thrusts, fucking you hard and fast, the sound of your skin slapping against his echoed throughout the room. you could feel your legs giving in, shaking uncontrollably as he pounded into you. he was going so hard that tears started spilling from your eyes, soaking the fabric that blinded them. his hand freed itself from your hips, resting on your stomach as he pressed down, causing pain to ripple through you, “you feel me here,” he said, rubbing his hand over your stomach, “and you love it, don’t you sweetheart?”. you nodded your head yes, struggling to form coherent words.

he pulled out of you, flipping you over onto your front, he dragged your by your hips down the edge of the bed so that you were in the stickman position. he held your face down into the mattress, as he slid inside your walls again. he went slow and deep, each thrust getting deeper until his entire length was inside you. you could feel yourself unravelling, getting closer and closer to your high. that coil in your stomach was twisting and turning, pain shooting through your legs as your body trembled against him. you moaned loudly as he ploughed into your sweet hole, his thrusts getting more aggressive now. you couldn’t hold on much longer. you felt your walls tighten around him, that familiar feeling in your stomach building up.

“scream for me.” he groaned, his hand snaking around the front of your throat, gripping tightly as he choked you.

you screamed out in pleasure, your cum enveloping his cock as you came for him. he kept going, groaning as his cock slid against your slippery walls. you could feel another orgasm coming already, your head was going dizzy as your body became overstimulated. you came a second time, your juices squirting everywhere. your body succumbed to the intensity and you felt yourself going limp, but he didn’t stop. his grip on your throat was getting tighter and you feel your eyes rolling to the back of your head. his thrusts were getting weaker now, as he too was coming close to his high. he took his hands from around your throat and tightly gripped your hips as he ploughed deep thrusts into you, low groans leaving his lips. your whole body ached, the only thing holding you up was his tight grip on you.

he moaned as he thrust into you one final time, his cum dripping out of you, his breathing heavy. he pulled out slowly, a mixture of both his and your cum pooled onto the mattress, your body finally collapsing. his shaking hands unbound your wrists and he removed the fabric from over your eyes, but you still kept them closed. he gently flipped you over so you were now on your back. you felt his lips against your neck, he placed a few sweet kisses there, his breath hot against your burning skin. you could feel him move so that he was hovering over you, his hands made indents on the mattress at either side of your head.

“open your eyes for me baby.” he said, in a much gentler tone. if you weren’t so overcome by everything you would’ve recognised his voice instantly. slowly, your fluttered your eyes open. squinting as they adjusted to the light.

his long brown hair was a sweaty mess against his face, his familiar deep brown eyes looking straight into yours. a smirk playing on his lips as your eyes widened in realisation, “e-eddie?” you mumbled, as you looked up at your boyfriend, finding just enough energy to say his name.

“hello sweetheart.” he grinned.

you barely had a second to gather your thoughts before his lips came crashing down onto yours. you moaned against him, allowing him to slide his tongue in. the kiss deepened, his tongue circling around your mouth as you both grew hungry for the taste of each other. still exhausted, you let him take control, his lips sucking the tip of your tongue, before moving to your bottom lip as he took it between his teeth and nibbled.

your now free hands travelled up into his hair, gripping tightly into his tangled curls as you pulled his body closer to yours, wanting to savour every second. eddie pulled his lips away from yours, the two of you breathless from the intensity.

“did you enjoy yourself sweetheart?” he asked, his eyes looking into yours.

you feel a rush of heat come to your cheeks, a subtle smirk playing on your lips, “i think you know i did,” he smiled at that, he took great pleasure in making you enjoy yourself, “i cant believe you had it in you.”

“i loved hearing you scream.” eddie spoke, his eyes looking down your body, pausing at your chest. he smirked before leaning down, placing sweet kisses along your collarbones. you hummed in response, enjoying his touch. he looked up at your through his lashes, as his wet tongue licked up the blood from your jugular. he groaned as he swallowed, tasting the mixture of your blood and sweat. “you taste delicious,” he grinned.

you could feel yourself burning up again, the sexual urges of your body wanting more. eddie could sense this too. he stood up and placed his hands under your body, carrying you across the hall and downstairs into the kitchen. he set you down on the counter top, spreading your thighs so he could stand between them. he leaned in for another kiss but was interrupted by the ringing of the doorbell.

“that would be the pizza.” you said.

eddie brought a finger to your lips, beckoning you to be quiet. he grabbed a towel from the dryer, wrapped it around his waist and headed to the front door. you could hear the mumbles of conversation between him and the delivery driver. you waited patiently for him to come back.

eddie walked in, tossing the pizza box onto the dining table, before dropping the towel from his waist and making his way back over to you and between your thighs. “did you enjoy the knife play?” he asked, his large hands massaging your hips.

“yes,” you replied, “it was scary… but also hot.”

mmhmm. he groaned, “i’m so glad you enjoyed that baby.” his hand reached behind you, as he took a kitchen knife from the rack. you could feel the coil in your stomach clenching, wondering what he was going to do with you next.

he dragged the knife carefully beneath your jaw and across your throat, stopping above your collarbone. “you tasted so sweet. i want to taste you again.” eddie dug the tip of the knife into your flesh, his eyes lighting up as the blood trickled down. you gasped as he dug it in further, more blood dripping down your chest and over your breast. he placed the knife beside you, his hungry lips connected with your flesh, he began sucking up the blood from the small mark he had left in your skin. a small groan left his mouth. taking your left breast in his hand, he squeezed it as his tongue flicked over your nipple. you moaned softly as his tongue travelled up your breast, licking up the droplets of blood. “fuck.” he murmured.

pushing you down gently onto your back, eddie bent down between your thighs. you could see leftover traces of your blood still on lips, making your pussy twitch with pleasure. his eyes didn’t leave yours, he looked up at you as he trailed small kisses up your thighs and across your stomach. you writhed underneath him, desperate to feel him between your legs again. “such an impatient girl.” he smirked, knowing exactly how badly you wanted to feel his touch there.

as soon as his lips found your slit, you moaned his name. you knew it drove him crazy when you did this. his tongue slid up your slit slowly, triggering another moan. eddie eagerly whipped his tongue in and out of your soaking hole, licking up your cum and swallowing it. his mouth travelled up to your clit, nibbling your throbbing nub, his fingers spreading your dripping cum all over your folds. your body shuddered, processing the intense stimulation. as eddie variated between your clit and your folds, you fondled your breasts with your hands, your head and back arching with pleasure.

you whimpered from the loss of touch as eddie removed his lips from your pussy, “be right back sweetheart.” he uttered before leaving the room, the sound of his footsteps heading upstairs.

you lay hot and sweaty on the countertop, waiting for him to return. when he did, he had a spliff between his lips, which he lit up as he made his way back over to you. he inhaled the smoke before blowing it back out. placing it back between his lips, he grabbed hold of your hips and pulled up closer to him, beckoning you to sit up. you rested against your elbows, watching him as he inhaled and exhaled the cannabis. he took another hit, keeping the smoke in his mouth. he cupped your chin and brought your face to his. using his thumb, he parted your lips and blew the smoke into your mouth. you inhaled it before blowing it back out, watching the smoke dance between the two of you.

eddie put the remainder of the spliff out, tossing it into the sink. “i’m not done having my way with you.” he smirked, pulling you down from the counter. “go into the living room and bend over the couch for me like a good girl.” he said. you did as you were told.

you felt one of his cold hands massaging your ass, his nails digging into your flesh. your hips bucked and a whimper left your lips as he brought his hand down harshly against your flesh. his cock was already growing hard for you as he watched you writhe under his touch. he brought his hand down harder this time, the metal from his rings stinging your cheeks. you tightened your legs, your body aching for more.

“you’re such a needy girl,” he grunted, his hand connecting harshly with your skin again, causing you to moan. “mmm, you like that don’t you? you want it harder?”

“fuck, eddie.” you breathed heavily, “yes baby. i want it harder. give me your worst.”

gripping onto the cushions, you bit down onto your lip as you felt the harsh metal from his belt buckle slap against your skin. “you’re not going to walk for a week once i’m done with you.” eddie grumbled. both pain and pleasure radiated through your body, your ass stinging from each stroke he brought upon you. each time was harder than the last. wetness was pooling between your thighs.

“twenty.” eddie moaned, dropping the belt to the floor after inflicting twenty blows to your ass, which was now red and raw. you trembled as you felt his hot breath fan against you, his hands spreading your asscheeks apart so he could get a perfect view of your tight little pussy. “mmmm,” he mumbled, “my favourite meal.”

his tongue quickly got to work on your pussy, lapping up your juices, his nose nuzzled between both of your holes. you could feel your orgasm building up inside your stomach, begging for its release. eddie sucked your slit harder, taking its soft flesh between his teeth as he savoured your taste. not able to hold it any longer, you let yourself go, moaning eddie’s name over and over again, your toes curling. you squirted for him, a mixture of piss and cum dripping everywhere. eddie swallowed it all, licking every inch of you clean.

gripping your ponytail, eddie pulled you up, your body colliding with his. “i know you’re tired sweetheart, but i’m so hard for you right now. i need you to be a good girl and relieve me.” he whispered into your ear, nibbling on your lobe. using his hands, he pushed down on your shoulders, forcing you onto your knees. he moved across the room, to stand in front of you, his hand moving up and down his hard shaft as he pleased himself.

with his other hand, eddie pried your mouth open, “nice and wide for me baby girl. i want you to take me all.”

you obediently opened your mouth as far as it could go, looking up at him through glazed eyes. he slowly slid his cock into your mouth. you closed your lips around him, causing a low grown to leave his mouth. eddie placed his hand on either side of your head, watching as your mouth moved up and down his growing length. he thrusted forward eagerly, wanting to feel his cock hit the back of your throat. he smirked when you gagged slightly. “that’s a good girl.”

wanting to please him as best you could, you tightened your lips around his cock. sucking, taking his full length hard and fast, tears spilling from your eyes every time he hit the back of your throat. you looked up at him, watching as he bit down on his lip, the sight of you sending him wild. slowing down your pace, your loosened your grip around his cock, letting your teeth graze against his skin. you could feel him twitching, getting closer to his high. moaning against his cock, your gripped onto his hips and gave it your all, hollowing your cheeks as you gave him the best blow of his life. unable to hold back, he let himself come undone inside you, his salty cum filling your mouth. you pulled away from him, swallowing every last bit, using your fingers to wipe up the cum that trickled out. eddie gazed at you, panting and watching as you sucked the remaining cum from your fingers.

he placed his hand underneath your chin, gently pulling you to your feet. as you stumbled, he caught you, pulling you close to his chest. “come sweetheart, you need to get some rest.” he scooped your tired body into his arms and carried you to the bedroom. when he laid you down on the bed, you crashed almost immediately, your body over come with the pleasure.

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kpopjust4u · 2 years

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Dirty distractions.

Post Date: 1st August 2022 Content: Smut - PENTAGON Kino x Reader WC: 2.7K TW?: Dom!Kino/ Sub!Reader/ Studio Sex/ Masterbating/ Hand on throat/ Little bit of degrading/ Praise/ Profanities/ Foreplay (Giving and recieving/ Penetration Request?: Yes Masterlist Prompt list

Prompts: 65 - “Be quiet” 74 - “Tell me what you want right now” 116 - “You’re trouble”

Kino’s been locked in the studio since the early hours of dawn, and as much as you knew it was part of his work, you couldn’t help but cave into the urge to visit him at work, just to ensure that he’s looking after himself whilst he’s busy. Though, you knew him too well. He wouldn’t have eaten since leaving early this morning, the ideas of work controlling his ability to even think of anything else other than getting that one song done to complete the album that he’s been working on for days.

On your way to the building, you notice a new bakery that was due to close fairly soon, interested in seeing if they by any chance had anything that you could pick up to surprise your boyfriend. With luck on your side, they had a few options, but all that you picked out had to be complimented with his favourite coffee, couldn’t go into a cafe without picking one up.

“I really hope he likes these treats,” you mumble to yourself, clutching the goods close to your chest as you head towards the door of the CUBE building.

It must’ve seemed like you were full of luck today, considering that a few of his members were in the lobby, quick to notice you approaching the door with full hands, Hui rushing towards the door, propping it open for you.

With a soft smile, he nods at you, knowing exactly what you were about to ask, “He’s in studio 12, hasn’t come out of that room at all yet today,” he scoffs, amused by your eye roll.

“Of course,” you huff in reply, “I could’ve never guessed, thank you Hui, see you in a bit!”.

Cutting the chit-chat short, you rush to the studio, using your elbow to open the door. Considering of how much noise you were making with slight cusses and sounds of trying to open the door, Kino was oblivious to it all, headphones blocking out any external sounds from behind him. Noticing a space on the table beside him, you carefully put down his food and coffee, wasting no time in throwing your arms around him, making him jump slightly.

“Ya! What-” he bites bitterly, calming down instantly when he realises who’s around him, “Sorry baby girl... What are you doing here?” a look of confusion is received as you let loose of your grip around him, smiling sweetly, rushing to grab the treats and coffee off the table.

“I bought you these!!” you excited squeal, “I know you haven’t eaten since you left this morning, so you’re going to eat now, whilst im here,” you tell him, a hint of bossiness coming through and Kino raises an eyebrow.

“Thank you, baby, I’ll have those in a bit. I’m really busy,” he softly denies the treats, tapping the space on the desk for you to put them there. You do as he indicates but with a pout on your lips, “Kino, please eat now,” you beg lightly, his face dropping.

Not only was it the way that you used his name, but he knew that you weren’t up for a debate, taking hold of the coffee as he takes a sip. He unintentionally keeps eye contact with you as he does so, picking up the panini that you’ve picked for him, and taking bites of it. The way he does this comes off as sarcastic but that really wasn’t his intention, he just wanted to make you happy watching him eat so you knew he had something.

“Mind if I stay here until you finish? I’m a little lonely in the house,” you ask, bottom lip poking out as he nods reluctantly, “Sure, but I really do have to get this song done. I’ve worked on it long enough already,” he replies, cheeks filled with food.

With toned-down excitement, you hop over to the couch, take a seat and pull out a book from your bag, “I won’t make a peep, I promise. You won’t even know I’m here,” you giggle, receiving the sweetest smile off him, rolling over on his chair to kiss your forehead tenderly and cupping your cheek before putting his attention back onto his work.

Out of the corner of your eye, catching your attention and bringing it away from your book, you notice him pulling up his jumper sleeves. The way his hands rested on the desk and his fingers typing away on the keyboard in front of him, makes them tense up a little with every slight bit of movement, veins popping out. You didn’t realise how attractive his hands and arms were until that moment, appreciating the slightest bit of muscle flexing, probably a bit too much as you catch yourself biting your lip at the sight.

Attempting to avert your attention away from this, you try to read over the line you’ve probably read 10 times over, but the inability to focus on continuing frustrates you. Kino has no idea what could possibly be going through your head at this moment and time, too focused on the software in front of him and his eyes glued to the screen. As you watch him out of the corner of your eye, he removes his headphones briefly, pushing his hair back, his arm tensing as he does so.

“Fuck...” you hiss to yourself. Shaking your head viciously to get rid of the intruding thoughts of having his fingers inside of you instead of tapping away on the keyboard in front of him. You were lucky that he didn’t catch your hiss, unknowing of the situation as he puts the headphones back on.

Every time you looked over at him, you couldn’t help but let the lewd thoughts flood your mind, how you wished he gave oyu as much attention as he was doing for his work at the moment. You knew it was a bad idea considering anyone could walk in at any moment but as your thoughts continue to fog your brain, your hand trails down from the book, slipping under your jogging bottoms and underwear, carefully teasing your clit, trying not to make a sound.

The book falls out of your hands onto your stomach, trying to get comfortable on the couch to get better access to finger yourself, trying your absolute best to hold back any whimpers and moans. Your gaze was glued onto his arms and his hands, watching them as you relieve yourself, though catching yourself getting into it when a tiny whimper falls from your lips.

Conveniently, though he didn’t hear you, he takes a moment to look away from the screen, eyes widening when he turns around to see the sight of you toying with yourself. He gulps hard at the sight, in shock and disbelief, unsure of how to react fully at first.

“What are you doing?” he asks, making you jump, instinctively pulling your hand out from under your clothing.

Your wide eyes meet with his, mouth agape from the sudden realisation that he’s probably been watching you for a little longer than you thought. Shaking with anticipation with how this could turn out with him, your cheeks flush red, but your clit burns to be touched again. Kino’s face drops, eyes going dark, you couldn’t tell if he was really annoyed, turned on, or better yet, both.

“Oh, you’re in trouble,” he growls, cocking his eyebrows up. If you didn’t know how he was going to react, you now didn’t know what he means by that. Have you annoyed him, or something else? Though at this point, you were so needy for him, you were willing to do what it had to take to get him away from the computer screen for a little while.

“What? Why? I haven’t done anything wrong?” you gasp dramatically, playing the innocent card, playing the doe eyes in an attempt to get your way with him.

“You haven’t done anything wrong? Why was your hand under your joggers, better yet, why were you whimpering whilst doing so? In my studio? You dirty girl,” he mocks, his tone lowering, watching you carefully to get a reaction out of you.

The minute he called you a dirty girl, your core throbs, pulsating at the words. “I didn’t do anything,” you attempt to say sweetly, but the minute you bite your lip says otherwise.

Forcing himself out of the chair, he struts over to you, leaning down as he hovers over you. His eyes don’t leave you, watching you crumble as he inches his face closer to yours, his breath soft on your face, sweet-smelling from the coffee he’s been sipping at for the last hour or so.

“Fingering yourself in the studio, to get my attention, hmm?” he snarls, making sure to keep eye contact with you to see how you act under him, “You do know there could be terrible consequences if you got caught right?”.

With a smirk creeping onto your face, and the attempt to keep your innocence up fails, “I didn’t do anything like that, I was reading my book,” you insisted, trying your absolute best to not smirk but you couldn’t help it.

You were actually getting attention and your morals were going out of the window at this point. You’ve done it everywhere in the house, in his friend’s bedroom, god, even in a park because you tested his patience so much. So the idea of playing it risky by doing it in a studio wouldn’t be any different to the last two.

“So what did you do? Better yet, tell me what you want,” he licks your bottom limp, yearning for a moan from you as his hand wraps around your throat, “You know you shouldn’t be here anyway, so what is it?”

These words make you completely crumble, reaching to get a kiss from him but he retracts, making a point known that you weren’t going to get anything until you answered him. So you did piss him off, but it could work in your favour if you behaved for him, not that you have done up until now.

“I want... you,” you gasp, legs shut tight, hoping to suppress the urge to touch yourself again but your core heats up even more, already soaking from the interaction making you so horny that you couldn’t really care if you get caught.

“Hmm, me, huh? I’m not sure if you deserve anything for being a bad girl,” he adds, a smirk almost making it onto his lips but going back to a straight face and his eyes stay dark.

The grip he has around your throat tightens, making you whimper, even more, reaching around to the back of his head in an attempt to bring him closer to you so you could kiss him, needy for his lips to be against yours at the very least.

“Will you behave if you get what you want?” he asks, still resisting the urge to give into you, fighting back every sexual thought that came into his head, also not opposed to the idea of having sex in the studio.

Nodding your head in reply to his question, he brushes his lip against yours, barely touching it but enough to get even more of a reaction from you. “Will you? Use your words doll,” he asks again, asserting his dominance by using his other hand to rub you through your joggers, forcing you to talk from the friction he’s causing.

“I’ll behave, I promise!” you cry, earning the touch of his lips against yours, though instead of easing you it into a makeout, he goes straight in, catching you off guard whilst his fingers press and rub you through the restrictive clothing.

You whimper on his lips, enjoying every second of this but needed something more than just his fingers through clothing. Using your hands, you unbuckle his belt, and unzip his jeans, pulling them down, palming his hard cock through his boxers before taking it out and stroking it.

“Hmm, that’s what you want, huh?” he mocks, raising an eyebrow as a smirk grows on his face, “It’s too risky,” he adds, trying to act like he hasn’t had thoughts about fucking you senseless in this room so many times as a stress reliever when work isn’t going his way.

“Please,” you whisper, almost inaudible when your whimpers push through, coming out louder than expected.

“Bend over,” he orders, loosening his grip from around your throat for you to do so, pulling down your underwear and joggers in one swift movement as you reveal your ass to him.

“Such a good girl,” he growls to himself, taking in the sight in front of him, watching your core glisten from the light of the monitor screen, “You’re so wet for me baby, that needy for me?” he asks teasingly, teasing the tip of his cock at your entrance, covering it in your juices.

As much as he wants to hold back to tease you, he knew there would be more of a risk of getting caught if he waited as much as he’d love to make you scream for him to fuck you senseless. The minute his tip aligns with your entrance, he trusts in harsher than you expected him to, making you yelp out in pleasure.

“Be quiet, or you’re not gonna get it,” he barks, ordering you as he grips the back of your throat, holding you there for a moment before thrusting into you again, your moans muffled by the way you bite down into your sleeved sound, barely audible.

The sound of skin slapping together would be enough of an indication that there was something dirty going on in the room but at this point, he didn’t care. His hips slam hard against your ass cheeks and top of your thighs, lewd sounds muffled as you try your best to stay as quiet as possible, Kino completely getting off by this.

He’s merciless with his thrusts, not giving you any chance to breathe as your mind and vision goes blurry, the powerful feeling of pleasure flowing through your body with every thrust he made, and it was purposeful. Though wasn’t a failed attempt to make you cum all over his cock within minutes, grabbing your hips tightly to pull you back into his thrusts, bringing you over the edge quicker than he’s ever done before.

“Good girl, doing so well,” he coos in a growl, slowing down his pace slightly to let you ride through your high, but he wasn’t done.

You expected what was coming, he wasn’t going to let it finish there without him getting some relief too, picking up his pace, slamming hard into you as your walls tense around him.

“Such a dirty slut, taking me so well in the studio where anyone could walk in at any time, tut tut,” he scoffs in amusement as he could hear the muffled screams that you made into your arm.

The way he had you, made him realise that he’s into restricting you like this more than he expected, as the need to cum becomes more prominent by the second.

His thrusts start to become choppy and slower, taking in the last moments of this before his release, giving you permission to be a bit more audiable to help him finish, but all you could do was breath heavily at this point, biting on your lip as the pleasure starts to overwhelm you.

“I’m gonna-” he warns, but as he releases his warm juices into you, his words get cut off but moans, his trusts completely slow down, but he still fucks you balls deep, to ensure that he doesn’t miss a drop.

Before pulling out, he reaches to grab you by the throat again, pulling you up to him, back rested against his chest, “You better not play these games with me again when I’m working, you got it?”. You whimper as you nod, deeply breathing in and sighing as he slowly pulls out, watching his cum ooze down your leg.

“Now lets go home, that was only the begginging. You were so naughty and need to be taught a lesson,” he adds, passing you tissues to help clean you up before rushing you to get dressed, saving his work and exiting the studio, but not before trying to hide any evidence of anything happening in the room.

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fairy-angel222 · 3 months

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𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐎 𝐌𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐁𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩

— warnings: size kink, cervix fucking, belly bulge, creampie/breeding, throat fucking

𓆩♡𓆪 — Who tie your smaller frame to their bed, their body almost twice the size of yours as they stand over you, their eyes dark with lust at how vulnerable you look.

Who lower themselves onto you as they measure the length of their cock with your body, whistling lowly before looking you in your eyes with a sinister smirk.

“Shit baby, think you can take it?”

Who watch as your eyes widen with a quiver as you tugged at your restraints, only blinking up at them through your lashes with an incoherent mumble, your wet pussy clenching around nothing in anticipation.

No matter how many times you guys did this, you still never got used to how big they were. After all, they were practically a tower next to you, and their dick was nothing short of that size.

“Sorry sweetheart.” they laugh. “forgot you were gagged.”

𓆩♡𓆪 — Who make you watch with teary eyes as their cocks bulge visibly in your stomach. Only halfway in before you’re crying, whining about it being too much. You get so full. Your mewls loud and broken as you moan their name.

𓆩♡𓆪 — Whose cocks still grow when they’re hard, swelling within the warmth of your walls. Who beg for you to take it. Telling you how good you were doing and how happy it would make them if you take them all the way. Take them deep.

𓆩♡𓆪 — Who love when you make them bleed, sharp nails scratching down their backs as you try to adjust around them, tearfully wincing at the sting that came with it.

𓆩♡𓆪 — Who love to stuff their fingers down your throat while encouraging you to ride them, their hands on your waist as they guide you up and down just the beginning of their length.

𓆩♡𓆪 — Whose thick fingers fill you like a second dick, making you cry out loudly as they pushed against that spongy spot. Cooing at you and telling you to take it as their fingers harshly curl into you. Thrusting mercilessly until you’re squirting all over their hand with a scream.

𓆩♡𓆪 — Who fuck you in every position and against every wall or surface.

Their mouths on your clit and tongues lapping up the wetness between your folds with your legs spread on their shoulders, strong hands being the only thing holding you up.

Their feet planted into the floor as they bounced you on their cock. Folding you like a sex doll by holding your bent knees flush against your chest, roughly lifting you off and back onto their cock. Loud sobs filling the room as their mushroom shaped tip pierced painfully past your cervix, your moans high pitched as your cheeks stain with tears.

𓆩♡𓆪 — Who always have to be so careful with you, knowing they could easily break you even if they didn’t mean too.

𓆩♡𓆪 — Whose hands are twice the length and width of yours, easily pinning both your wrists above your head when during sex.

𓆩♡𓆪 — Whose big hands easily bruise your delicate skin, your neck always painted purple and blue from him accidentally choking you too hard. Who engulf you with their body in a tight hug to apologize, kissing your head and promising you that they didn’t mean to hurt you.

𓆩♡𓆪 — Who groan when you try to suck them off. Your plump lips stretched around their fiery red tip, slobbering down their thick length. Who get off to your struggle, cock twitching with a loud groan when you look up at them innocently. Trying (and failing) to take their cock all the way, your eyes welling with tears when it pushes to the back of your throat.

Who shoot their cum straight into your awaiting mouth. Watching you gag softly as the liquid forces itself down your throat, trickling down the sides of your lips when you smile up at them. Sticking out your tongue to show that you swallowed it all, their thumb running over your bottom lip before letting their spit fall into your awaiting mouth.

𓆩♡𓆪 — Who get so carried away by how snug your pussy feels around them. Unknowingly bullying their cocks deeper and deeper. Their brain so foggy that your loud choked cries don’t even register.

Who when riding them, accidentally force you to bottom down. Your salty tears clouding your vision as you sob out that you can’t take it— that they’re so deep and it hurts. That you can feel them fucking past your cervix. Who know that you’re only able to whimper and mewl when the pain turns pleasurable, groans sounding from the back of their throat as their eyes fixed on their tip’s imprint on your belly. Who continue to jerk themselves off with your tight pussy, voice deep and raspy as they praise you for taking it all.

𓆩♡𓆪 — Who love when you ask them to be rough with you. Toss you around and slap you when you talk back. Who slam their hips into you with no care, telling you to shut up and take it or they’d leave you empty instead. Who choke you while fucking into you, digging their fingers into your cheeks to shut up your constant cries, scoffing and spitting in your face when your tears begin to fall.

Who bruise your pussy and your neck for days to come, purple and red littering your skin from you being used as nothing but a flesh light. Eventually passing out as orgasm after orgasm was forced from your swollen, aching and sensitive cunt.

𓆩♡𓆪 — Who make sure to check up on you afterwards, not letting you sit or walk on your own because they know how sore they left you. Happy when you keep reassuring them that you wanted it, like the fact that they were so rough.

𓆩♡𓆪 — Who smirk at the jealous looks you get when he walks hand in hand with you in public, people whispering to each other about the extreme height difference.

𓆩♡𓆪 — Who love when you wear their clothes, snuggling into the softness of his hoodies that swallow you whole. The pieces of fabric being sizes too large on your body.

𓆩♡𓆪 — Who love when you melt into their lap, muscular arms around your waist as they kiss down your neck softly. Whispering words of praises into your ear with his hot breath fanning against your skin.

“God i love you so much.” they smile, “My pretty little baby.”

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gojosprettyprincess · 3 months

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Jujutsu Kaisen Twitter Links

A/n I finally found new links today!! (Nanami, Toji, Choso)

Other Jujutsu Kaisen men here

More links for the same characters here

Most Recent updated links here and here

Nanami Kento

Pounding the shit out of you while slapping your ass

This is how he loves fucking you from behind

Slapping your ass and fucking you in a skirt after

Fucking you so hard from behind

How he licks your pussy

Bouncing on his cock

Fingering your cunt

Sucking his cock

When one thing leds to another

Toji Fushiguro

He's just so fucking big

Pounding you hard from behind

Mating press

Licking your cunt

Fucking you against the wall

He's so big compared to you

How he makes you suck his cock

This is how he treats you during sex fr

His thrust is so rough

Choso Kamo

Licking your pussy and fingering you

He's a good boy but he still pounds you like this

Riding him <3

This just reminds me of him

Bouncing on his cock

Him fucking your tits

Bouncing you on his cock in his car

Higuruma Hiromi

Here

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rs-hawk · 6 months

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Your Siren Boyfriend eventually tricking you into the water after weeks of just chatting to you on the docks. He never sings or tries to convince you to come in. He sits in the water, his arms propping him up on the low dock so you two can talk. His eyes dark as a trench, and you can’t help but worry about all the light on the surface hurting him. Even at night, it’s still brighter than where he’s from.

The night you bring him sunglasses is when he knows you’re going to be his mate. He feigns confusion and asks how to put them on. You giggle and lean forward, setting them on his face. He takes that moment to grab your wrists, yanking you into the salt water. You barely manage to catch a breath before hitting the water, not that it matters because as soon as he kisses you, you suddenly can breathe.

You want to be angry at him, but he looks so happy. He starts clicking and chirping, something he hasn’t done in a few weeks since he realized you can’t understand him. It must be like when you gets excited and revert to your mother tongue.

His shark teeth gently nip at you neck as he tugs at your clothes, encouraging you to slip out of your swimsuit. You know that you shouldn’t. This isn’t right. But you can’t help yourself. The feeling of your Siren slipping inside of you makes you whimper. He pushes you against the shifting sand of the ocean floor, slamming into you roughly. You can’t help the moans and sounds that escape your mouth. Thank God you can breathe under water now because there’s no way you could have contained yourself.

When he’s done, he eases back, burying his face between your trembling legs. His fat tongue encourages you to finish, and you do rather quickly. Once he’s satisfied, his kisses make their way back up to your lips.

“You’ll stay with me, won’t you?”

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tojisun · 2 months

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simon grunts, his chest heaving as he palms at his chub, tracing the twitching muscle of his cock and letting out a hiss at the muted pleasure that razes through him. he shivers at the heated look you give him, your pretty eyes awash with desire, scalding as it trails down the lines of his bulk until it settles on his flesh.

“ah,” you whisper and simon nearly moans at the awe in your voice.

“s’right, baby,” he says, feeling the way he pulses underneath his low-hanging sweats. “s’all f’r you.”

there is a whine that drags itself from the base of your throat, so primal in the way it scratches your vocal cords, and simon has to fist his cock to stop himself from rutting against his palm.

“i can’t,” you whine, pouting, your eyes still trained on his groin. “‘m gonna be late for work.”

“please,” he croaks out, breathless himself. “how about jus’ the tip, love? jus’ give daddy a taste of you ‘round me, yeah?”

simon knows it is playing dirty to pull this card on you—to exploit your one weakness—but simon’s guilt is tucked underneath his stretching need, the desire bloating as it leaks past his rationality, leaving him with thinning restraints.

your sharp inhale is all the answer he needs.

he bites the inside of his cheek to tamp down the smirk dancing to the corners of his lips.

“okay,” you reply, tentative and quiet. “but just the tip, you promise?”

“swear,” simon murmurs.

like a goddamn liar.

he relishes in the squeals dripping from your parted lips, only for them to be muffled into your pillow.

he’s got you on your knees, your front all but pressed flat on the bed, your arms having lost the energy to keep yourself up as simon fucks you from the back. he’s got fistfuls of your ass, using them as sweet, sweet leverage as he manhandles your body back to his cock.

“so good f’r daddy, sweet’art,” he rumbles, his voice so deep it even sounds foreign to him. “so, so fuckin’ good, love.”

he punctuates his words with hard thrusts; drawing his cock out slowly, deliberately torturous so he can watch the way your hole grips at his cock, not wanting to let him go, before punching it back in. he doesn’t stop and keeps pushing his cock past the gummy press of your walls until his hips are pressed flush to the fat of your ass.

then, he repeats the process—sharp snaps of his hips leaving you twitching, and simon watches with a crazed giddiness as your hands uselessly scratch at the sheets as though that could tether you.

he bends forward, his bulk covering your trembling body. “such a cute darlin’ for me, lovie.” he ruts his cock along a particular sweet spot. “say ‘thank you’ to daddy?”

he hears a warbled reply from where your head is pressed to your pillow.

“hmm? wha’s ‘at?”

simon cups a hand on your forehead and carefully pulls, tipping your head up just enough that he can hear you.

he hears a hiccuped sob, then, “than’ you, daddy.”

simon giggles and presses a kiss on the back of your head. “what a good doll y’are.”

something about that makes your body tremble, spasming in his hold, and simon watches with awe as your toes curl, before he has to let go of you at the sudden tightening of your walls. his eyes go white, his ears ringing with a sharp static.

he feels so, so overwhelmed at the expanding euphoria that washes over him, lapping at the synapses from the back of his skull to the cavity of his ribs.

“you came,” simon mutters in awe, his voice passing through his teeth like a gritted hiss. “christ, lovie-”

#simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley smut #simon riley smut #simon ghost riley #cw daddy kink #suns #gushing myself #q

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lilithland · 4 months

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ok but like imagine you and your girl best friend are having a sleepover

and you two have always been super close and touchy with each other, you’ve even made out once or twice when you were drunk

it’s not uncommon for you two to share a bed and cuddle with one another, plationically of course

you’re half awake one night, about to fall right back asleep, barely conscious, when you feel a little more spread out than usual, a little more restricted too

you’re chilly and can feel your nipples hardening, you go to curl into a ball, about to seek out the warmth of your best friend but you find that you can’t move anything

you start to wake a little more and realize your tied wide open on your friends bed

“oh baby, shhhhh, go back to sleep”

you feel hazy and find yourself fighting to stay awake, you realize you’re naked and that’s why you’re so cold

your best friend drags a manicured finger down your body causing you to shiver

“you usually don’t wake up during this part, that’s ok, you won’t remember come morning”

you’re confused by her words but her fingers twisting and pinching at your nipples causes you to moan and throw your head back

“does princess need something to keep her quiet while mommy plays?”

you watch as your best friend takes her own panties off and stuffs them in your mouth, you can taste how soaked she was

“if youre a good girl maybe i’ll let you lick my pussy clean when we’re done”

you’ve never had sex with a woman before but your own leaky cunt is clearly thrilled by the idea

your friend starts sucking on your neck while simultanelmously teasing your entrance with her skilled fingers

she pulls away, bringing her fingers to her mouth to taste your girl juice that she collected

“mmmm you always taste so sweet princess”

she drops down and uses her tongue to fuck your drippy messy hole, she uses a thumb to rub figure eights over your clit

you cum embarrassingly fast, too stupid to process anything other than how good your best friend is making you feel

you’re drooling around the panties in your mouth, utterly blissed out, your own cum leaking down your best friends chin

your friend gets up and dissapears for a bit, leaving you a needy, squirmy, whiny mess

she returns with a double headed dildo and a vibrator

“i wonder just how many times we can get you to cum on this cock with me before you pass out and forget everything again babygirl, last week you made it to four but i think you can do at least six tonight”

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dampsleeves · 5 months

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werewolf partner who is terrified of turning around you because they're not sure how much control they'll lack in wolf-form. They make you chain them up in the basement, lock the door, and arm yourself with a gun just in case. Finally the time comes, and you're ready. You expect to hear growling and thrashing, or some sort of vicious struggle. But you only hear faint whimpers. You decide to go downstairs to see what's up, and there you find them, in their wolf form - ears back, head down, looking sad and scared. You approach, and still, no aggression.

After a few moments, you even decide to sit next to them. They lean in cautiously to sniff you, their eyes lighting up as they seem to recognize your scent. They immediately scoot over and lay their gigantic head in your lap, still whimpering and shaking - clearly seeking comfort from you. You expected a ferocious monster from how they'd warned you, but instead, you essentially got a giant puppy. You gently stroke and cuddle your werewolf until they fall asleep on you. Exhausted from all the previous excitement, and not wanting to leave them scared and alone, you fall asleep too. You're awoken in the morning by them - back in human form - shaking you in a panic. They found you lying next to them in a pile of fur, and thought that something had happened - that you were dead. They're glad to be wrong, as you rub the sleep from your eyes. When they find out what all actually happened, they're extremely relieved, but a little embarrassed.

#monster x human #monster smut #monster boyfriend #monster lover #huge monster #monster romance #monster girlfriend #monster love #monster bf #monster fluff #monster girl #monster boy #monster kink #monster x reader

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20tmblwd01 · 2 months

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Imagine getting fucked by a ghost or an invisible force in front of a mirror. There’s nothing you can do but feel and see your gaping pussy. The best part is that you never know when they’re going to fuck you again since you can’t see them <3

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aalixandriaa · 21 days

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i’m so touched deprived i’m ab to start prowling

#nsft wlw #kink smut #corruption kink #daddy k!nk #filthy thoughts

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yawnderu · 6 months

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Currently thinking about neighbor!Simon with a sweet thing who keeps shamelessly flirting with him.

Ghost, the soldier who has been basing his life in self-control and discipline, knocked down a peg or two by his younger neighbor. He doesn't even respond to the flirting, simply replying with a grunt or a "thanks" so quiet you can barely even hear it before he disappears into his house.

Neighbor!Simon, who initially moved to your quiet neighborhood for some peace and quiet— and he gets just that, with one glaring exception.

Neighbor!Simon, who is forced to listen to your moans and whines as you bounce up and down a dildo, filthy nonsense escaping your lips whenever it hits a sensitive spot.

Neighbor!Simon, who seemed amused about it at first and ignored it, but after a few times started feeling his jeans tighten up.

Neighbor!Simon, who cups his throbbing boner over his jeans, trying his best to stop himself from jerking off, yet your whiny moans are taking away any semblance of self-respect he has.

Neighbor!Simon, who timed his strokes with the sounds of your squelching cunt, imagining it's him going in and out of you.

Neighbor!Simon, who pathetically came all over his stomach when you moaned out his name, filthy and overly loud words leaving your lips because you know he can hear you.

Neighbor!Simon, who since then was less of a Ghost in his own neighborhood, actually trying to reply to your attempts at making conversation with him.

Neighbor!Simon, who told you one of his awful dad jokes just to hear the loudest sigh ever, the corners of his lips threatening to tug up at your reaction.

Neighbor!Simon, who eventually started tagging along for anything you did— Grocery shopping? Paying bills? Going to the park? Shopping? He's coming with you, claiming there's lots of creeps around.

Neighbor!Simon, who accepted your offers for dinner, looking at you moving around the kitchen and helping you, imagining you're his pretty little wife.

Neighbor!Simon, who got enough courage to kiss you after being 100% sure you were interested in him.

Neighbor!Simon, who couldn't keep the surprise from showing on his face when during one of your make out sessions, you took him to your bedroom.

Neighbor!Simon, who was a groaning mess underneath you as you rode him, calloused hands holding onto your hips with a bruising grip.

'' 'S what you wanted all along, love?'' He manages to grunt out between his deep groans and moans, hypnotized by the way your tits bounce while your tight cunt takes all of him.

''Since I first saw you.'' You reply with honesty, leg muscles tired from riding him, but his thick cock feels way too good to even think about stopping.

''Good girl.'' He praises, eyes closing as his hips start to thrust up, meeting you halfway while you bounce on his cock, angling up your ass so he hits a more sensitive spot that has you moaning on top of him, his grip on your hips going to your ass while he moves your smaller body up and down his cock, thrusts getting rougher while you finally collapse on top of him.

''Cum inside.'' His hips falter for a moment as he looks at you with raised eyebrows, your hushed confirmation of being on birth control enough to keep him going even harder, driving himself into your cunt at an unlawful pace, heavy balls slapping against your ass as he thrusted deeply, the room filled with the smell of sex, walls bouncing with the sounds of your combined desperate moans as he shoved himself as deep as he could, filling your womb with his thick, fertile cum. It doesn't matter if you're on birth control, his seed is much stronger.

Husband!Simon, who got to come home from deployment to his missus, stomach swollen with his baby.

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➳ inculpatus

--͙[satoru gojo x female! reader]-͙-

╰┈➤ word count; 5800

╰┈➤ rundown; satoru is everything you want and more, it is time you gave him a little more of you.

╰┈➤ caution; virgin! reader (also described as having small breasts), established relationship, corruption kink, cunninglingus, size kink, cum eating, ball sucking (?), handjob, dry humping, fingering.

not proof read!

he is pretty, way too pretty for you to think properly.

"can i suck your dick?" satoru flinches once the words leave your mouth. he is perched on the quaint white sofa in your apartment and maybe you should not have spoken so loosely because his eyes slightly widen as he turns to you.

"sorry! it's just... you haven't tried anything with me." you unsurely speak, avoiding his gaze. satoru is respectful, overly so. you thought inviting him to your place would at least give him a hint without you having to spell it out for him.

sky blue eyes flit over your features before he licks his lips. they are so pink they look doll like. "i don't want to push you." he pauses. "because you're a virgin." while he does not admit it, it undeniably makes him hard.

"i'm not ready for sex but other things." you trail off, "you can do other things with me."

he jaggedly nods, his head feels dizzy after hearing you say he can have his way with you. "i'll do anything you want."

you perk up immediately.

"how do i get it hard?" he follows your gaze as you focus on his crotch. where the grey fabric of his pants are futile in concealing his bulge.

you are too cute. satoru surges forward to press soft wet kisses to the right of your neck before shifting to give the left the same treatment.

your breath picks up at his proximity, you feel the softness of his hair but it is a lot different in this atmosphere.

his large palm cups along your jaw. "you don't have to do anything. i could look at you and my cock gets so hard it hurts. it's worse cause these clothes are so skimpy." his gaze has darkened now, your mouth feels sticky with spit and your stomach turns in an unfamiliar way.

he grips your wrist to bring your hand onto his stiffened erection. "feel that?" he urges your touch along him, it feels hard, long and hot. so hot.

it does not take long before you are caressing him without any assistance, he puffs air into your face. "i didn't make a move cause i didn't want to scare you but i wanted to touch you. whenever you leaned over i saw your titties, i saw how small they are and your puffy nipples. got such cute tits, babe, wanted to suck on them so bad, would you like that?" you mewl at his low voice, his thumb strokes over your bottom lip.

"toru." his expression looks almost pained at how airy you sound, your voice is sexed out already. when you call him like that how is he supposed to stay sane?

he tugs the straps of your vest down, you practically writhe like a cock is in you as your breasts are revealed. you squeeze along his length, your little hand working him despite your lack of experience.

"i want to lick them up, see how much you squirm or if you'd cum from that alone. just from your little tits getting sucked" he paws at your chest, there is barely a handful for him to grope.

he tweaks your nipples, his eyes narrowing and his tongue flicking over his lip. he is so close you can see the sky within his eyes, the thickness of his lashes and the blush along his skin.

"you didn't wear a bra, what about panties? what kind do you wear, ones with little bows, pink, white? what's a virgin like you into? you keep your tight cunt covered in cute ones or do you dress her like a whore?" you moan at the vulgarity, your forehead leaning on his while you lose your bearings.

your pussy is a soaking mess and if you could, you would press your thighs together to relieve the ache that is building up the longer satoru invades your space.

your insides clench and clamp down, they feel like they are begging for something. satoru tugs your hand away from his heady cock and you whine.

"why don't you show me? show me what you have under those slutty shorts." he pinches at your nipple hard enough to make you wince, his teeth flashing as he smiles. he looks so pretty, far too perfect to be real.

your palm slowly strokes your pussy over your shorts, satoru's eyes hold yours before they flit down to look at you touch yourself.

his hands reach for your waist, bunching up in the fabric of your vest. he is so big and strong, his muscles flex and pulse. your fingers prod the waist band, biting your lip as you slip further in.

the soft skin of your pussy meets your fingers and the wetness pooling from your slit drenches them after. it is hot and syrupy. he can see bare skin where your hand keeps the fabric pulled taunt.

"i didn't wear any. cause you'd be here. i thought about you seeing my pussy through my shorts. did you, toru? when i answered the door or when i sat down did you see it?" he groans, rolling his head against yours.

you stroke down your slit, you are wetter than usually. you are so much wetter now than when you are touching yourself to the thought of him.

"you're driving me crazy. yeah i saw it. i saw your little cunt. you need to be careful, i'll start thinking you're telling me to take your pussy when you do things like this." you face contorts, satoru's hand trailing along your sides and his voice sounds like a wet dream come through.

you pump the underside of your fingers along your swollen opening. "i am, toru. it's already yours." your voice is all shaky and you do not sound like yourself at all.

you are all whiny and borderline desperate. you sound like you need to get fucked. you hurriedly tug your hand away to grip his face and press your mouth to his.

the slick from your fingers taints his skin and you hardly know how to kiss but satoru tilts his head to deepen it. he is a good kisser but you knew that already, you have kissed him before but never this exposed, never with this palpable tension.

he hums into your mouth, his hand cupping your throat as his tongue glides over yours. you feel like the saliva pools in your mouth, you suck on his bottom lip then you kiss him harder.

your fingers pull on his hair, your teeth gnashing. it is open mouthed and desperate. the kiss is all wet and sloppy and any time either of you pull back the other chases.

the other pushes forward to keep your mouths connected. wet smacks fill the room, his tongue claims every part of your mouth it already has and when you both lean back your chest is heaving

"fuck, oh fuck." you pant and your fists tangle in his shirt to pull him back in, your lips glide along satoru's, spit swapping and your cunt aching the more you kiss him.

you think you might give him your virginity this very moment.

his thumb strokes your throat, using his grip to draw you closer. your entire body is vibrating, you feel like every neurone in your system is firing off.

you whine, your mouth leaving his with a sticky smacking noise. "i think m'losing it." you breathlessly mutter, satoru drags his finger along your lips, smearing the saliva across the swollen flesh.

"i am too, you shouldn't have let me touch you. i won't be able to stop." you look so innocent, yet your hair is all messed up, your lips are puffy from kissing so aggressively, your cute little boobs are exposed and your pussy is so insanely wet, there is a wet patch through your shorts.

it drives satoru insane, how can you look like sin incarnate and still have innocence all over your face.

"i don't want you to stop." he groans at your admission, you need to stop before he is too far gone. you need to stop before satoru starts thinking about how the inside of your tight virgin pussy will feel. all hot, gooey and sticky. he just knows your leaky little fuck hole would take his shape so well.

he leans in to peck your lips, satoru needs to stop thinking. "m'not letting you suck my cock." you stare at him in disappointment. why are you doing that? satoru has half a mind to stick his cock in one of your holes and you are making it far too difficult not to.

his hands caress your hair, smoothening it down before he cups your face. he wants to bite your pouty lips and never stop kissing them at the same time.

"not today, not gna slip my cock in your tight baby throat and feel all those little muscles gripping me, no cause i want to eat up your pussy instead. i want to taste how sweet you are and stick my tongue in that virgin hole." your fingers paw at his body, feeling his hard stiff muscles beneath them. he tugs off your vest and you lay back as he reaches for the waist band of your shorts.

a deep sound rumbles in his chest when the material peels away from your cunt and he sees it for the first time.

"c'mon didn't you want me to see? spread your legs." and you do, without any fanfare. satoru's large palms coax along the back of your thighs before he cups under your knees to keep you open for his prying eyes. satoru wonders how long you had been thinking about showing him your hot sticky pussy.

he wishes you showed him sooner but he might have lost it since then. your cunt is dripping with slick, it leaks down your hole to your ass. you look all pink inside satoru wants to see it stretched around him, he wants to feel you gripping his cock and milking him dry.

"got such a pretty pussy, i'm lucky, so fucking lucky. my pretty girl is so gorgeous. look at this messy little hole, she's so wet, fuck." the tips of his fingers trail along your slit, collecting your wetness before he rolls your stiff clit. you jolt as he strokes your bundle of nerves. the mewl that escapes you is borderline pornographic.

he leans over to lap at your lips and then he is shoving his tongue in your mouth to roughly kiss you. his entire body is between your legs, he covers you completely. he is so big it makes you ditzy. he is hard and muscular all over.

when he is on you like this, all you can think about is how easily he could fuck you, it is all you want. you want him pounding into your pussy until you are brainless. he is so close he could take you right now if he pleased.

your hands tangle in his hair, trailing down his jaw and neck before you squeeze his broad shoulders. satoru moans into your mouth, propping his arm beside your head to crowd over you more.

your hips stuttering as he rubs your clit harder. you feel his bulge hitting the back of your thigh, hot on your skin beneath his clothes. you want to see it, you want to touch it.

"toru, i want to see you" a growl rumbles in his throat and he licks into your mouth. "take it off, please" you tug at his shirt, he does not want to stop kissing you. his expression is pained as he pulls away, hurriedly yanking off his shirt to reveal his narrow waist and the muscles all over his body.

you giggle when he shoves his pants down and almost falls over. he climbs onto you with an embarrassed smile on his face and blush coating his cheeks. "you laughing at me?" you hum. "cause you're cute and i like you." you brush the long hair away from of his forehead and wrap your legs around his narrow waist to tug him in.

when his covered erection meets your slit you both breathe heavily. "why didn't you take these off?" your finger prods the waistband of his boxers. your eyes are on his, the same ones that look like every sunny sky is held within them.

"i don't trust myself to not fuck you. if i take them off, you won't be a virgin for much longer." you shiver beneath him. that does not sound like a threat, it sounds like the solution to everything.

like something you need to keep breathing. satoru is big, every muscle in his body is defined, you can trace each one with your eyes. his shoulders, his abs, his biceps. you want to see how they flex and bulge when he is losing himself in your cunt. how they will pulse when he is fucking you.

he gropes your breasts, his tongue laving over your nipple before he sucks down on the perked flesh. your legs jerk when he thrusts his hips into yours. your stomach feels tight, you feel like there are too many butterflies within the small space.

your pussy leaks so much liquid it drenches the front of his boxers, it only makes it easier for him to hump away with your pussy. his bulky thighs are warm as they press into the back of yours to hold you open. satoru pants into your skin, you can see the ripple of his back muscles as he fucks his hips.

there are wet smacks of his cock colliding with your cunt, this alone feels so good, you know it would feel a million times better if he was actually fucking you. you want him to have you, you want the real thing. it turns your brain to mush, makes your cunt ache and your tummy tremble.

he is breathless when he kisses you, it is hard and sloppy. almost as hard as his cock grinding against you. it is thick and long, you want to have it in your hand, down your throat, inside you.

you never thought depravity would ruin you like this but it does and it is okay because satoru is the only one you will get like this for.

his hands desperately grip your cheeks and jaw. you moan as he pulls back to slam his hips particularly hard. hard enough to make your body jerk and your back arch.

"i want to eat you out. i need your pussy in my mouth, need to know how you taste." you whine, your nails dig into his nape, thighs squeezing on either side of his hips.

"anything, toru. anything you want." you mewl. the friction on your pussy has your head in a mess, more of a mess than the slick leaking from your untouched hole.

he presses his stuttering hips flush to yours, his hefty length digging into your cunt. "you don't know how much i thought about this, i used to rub my dick raw when i thought about getting my mouth on you. my tongue in you, wanted to smell and taste your pussy so bad."

he slowly kisses down your sternum, hands trailing over the heat his lips leave in their wake. his palms are so wide, just one spans your waist. just one covers the plane of your stomach. his mouth seems to water the closer he gets to your sex.

you tug your legs to your chest, your hands folded and resting over your mouth. you tense when satoru presses his nose into your slick and nudges the flesh. it is embarrassing, even after all you did, it makes you more flustered than you can explain.

"you smell like heaven, baby. fuck don't ever keep this cunt away from me." his tongue flicks out to lave over your buzzing clit and your eyes shut tightly. it is when he reaches your dripping hole does your body stiffen the most.

your toes curl as he licks you greedily, sucking at the sodden flesh. it is like he does not want to stop. he presses further, his tongue flattening over the expanse of your pussy as he licks it entirely.

"fuck, babe. your pussy's too perfect." his eyes flick upwards, they are blown out and predatory. he spreads your lips before wetly spitting a thick glob into you.

he drags it along your slit before plunging a finger inside. it is long and thick, a lot thicker than any of yours. you writhe at the intrusion.

"how am i supposed to fuck such a tight hole? won't be able to take it, i might just rip your cute little cunt apart." his mouth encloses your clit, sucking and licking as he fucks his finger into you. the pace he sets is fast and riveting, it has you moaning like a freaked up slut instead of a virgin.

you brokenly cry when he adds another finger and your insides are stretched more than they are used to. you can hear the soaked soppy noises of your hole being slammed into over and over, his slimy mouth on your clit.

it is so embarrassing. yet it feels so good, getting your insides stroked and having his mouth somewhere you never thought it should be made your entire body buzz.

his mouth wetly separates from your clit with a sticky pop. "you like that? yeah you do, got your pussy dripping all over me." he thrusts his fingers, deep and fast. like he has done it countless times before.

you dumbly nod your head, your insides squeezing his digits and your hips rutting to meet his movements. he pounds into your hole until the creamy liquid is dripping down his wrist and there are tears in your eyes. saliva webs in your mouth while you moan. he slowly pulls his digits out of you.

"you okay?" you hum, sniffling. your eyes trail along his glistening fingers, it is weird to think they were just inside of you. satoru looks at you as he kisses your abdomen, caressing your thigh before his tongue glides along your entrance.

the tip prods your cunt and you whine lowly when the hot slimy muscle finally sinks in, hips tilting at the strange sensation. he groans into your flesh, his jaw dropping to press deeper. the tip of his perfect nose nuzzles against your clit and your eyes flutter constantly.

your lids threaten to shut as his mouth drips saliva onto you and the muscle squirms within your gooey walls. the knot in your stomach pulls tighter and tighter, your thighs tensing at the sight of him bobbing his head between your legs.

your shaky fingers find purchase in fluffy white locks. the feeling of his tongue being pumped into you makes your mind go blank, it makes your mouth water and your insides tighten.

squelching sounds fill the room as he eats your cunt up. his tongue going so deep your vision blurs.

"toru, toru, toru." you did not realise you were moaning. blue eyes flick up to look at you, you who is so lost in pleasure your head is leaned back and your chest is heaving.

satoru thinks if he had to choose the happiness moment in his life it would be here, with you. you were intoxicating enough but having you like this meant he could never be without you.

your slick in his mouth drives him insane, he wants it on his tongue always, he could die happy if your pussy is the last thing he has. he sucks up your drenched hole before moving to your clit.

he laps at the mound, fingers filling your hole to replace his tongue. the faster he shoves into you the more you tremble, the more your body jolts and the tighter you grip his hair. they reach for his shoulders instead, nails digging into his flesh and it makes satoru think about you clawing his skin when his cock is buried balls deep in you.

your voice is all high pitched and whiny, your head writhes against the couch, hips bucking into his face. he does not give you a break, despite your moans being broken and shaky.

no, he slams his fingers into your creamy pussy, feeling your walls pulsing around him as he quickly thrusts into you.

your liquid splatters with the pace of his movements, his mouth alternating between sucking your clit and licking it up. your voice is all honey dew and dreamy when you cream.

satoru groans at the taste of your cum, still fingering your innocent hole as he laps at the evidence of your orgasm. your thighs tremble and you roll your hips into his face, breathless with the weight of your high.

satoru's jaw is covered with slick when he moves over you, his other hand still gently caressing between your folds after slipping out of your sensitive slit. "why do you know how to do that?" you mumble.

"i had to know just so i could do it with you." he flashes you the prettiest smile. you trace his jawline, your blurred eyes trailing over his messy hair, his lengthy lashes, his gorgeous eyes and the slope of his nose.

the pinkness of his lips is more swollen than usual and cum drips down his jaw. even so he lacked imperfections.

satoru pecks your cheek "you were so good, such a perfect girl." he presses his body flush onto yours, both of his arms hugging your figure.

your smile is flustered with his weight on you, you keep him as close as possible. you are overwhelmed in a good way.

you think you would do this countless times so long as it is with satoru. he buries his face into the crook of your neck and sighs softly.

"i don't think i could be without you." truly, he thinks it might break him. you press a kiss to his hair, your hand stroking down the toned bulked up expanse of his back.

"you'll always have me, toru." the sound that escapes him is something like a whine as he leans in to peck your lips.

"we should clean up." you slowly let go when he sits himself up. satoru's arm is resting along the back of the couch, one leg folded while the other rests on the tiled floor.

his dexterous hand adjusts his cock through his boxers. the thickness looks like it is struggling with the constricting fabric. your body feels lighter, the mess between your legs is a bit uncomfortable but you tug them to your chest and look at the male before you.

he is way too big, it makes you all tingly inside. like he could hurt you if he wanted to but he does not. like if he held you, his arms would be the most impenetrable fortress.

"what do you want to do after?" he leans his head back, his eyes turn to you and his adam's apple bobs. he is looking at you but you are staring at his evident erection.

the thin material of his boxers does nothing to hide the girth of his aching cock nor does it conceal the wet patch from his pre cum.

"so shameless." he slyly smiles, he reaches to nudge your chin but his resolve falters when your gaze flits between his crotch and his eyes and your cute little tongue trails along the seam of your kiss swollen lips.

he hopes you do not say what he knows you will because satoru cannot resist you. not a single ounce of him has the strength to refuse you.

"toru, i can take care of you too." his smile slowly drops and his mouth dries. his eyes go dark and he tilts his head.

"yeah?" he sees your little hands bunch into fists before you perch yourself on your knees and you lean closer to him.

satoru wants you this close forever, to always see, touch and have no matter what. your hair frame your face and your lips pouts with your words.

"if you want to use my mouth or anything else, you can." you are temptation. you are temptation in the form of an angel.

satoru swallows hard, he shifts closer to you, hands cupping either side of your head. he kisses your forehead before nuzzling your nose with his.

"today isn't about me, we'll do it another time." your eyes flit over his features, leaning in to peck his plush pink lips. you grips his wrists, stroking them.

"but i want to do it now, i really want to see it." satoru breathes heavily. he feels like there is no air in his lungs.

"okay." it comes out soft, you are too good for him. "i just need you to put something on if i'm taking my boxers off."

his large palm trails down your bare chest "you're too pretty, you're everything i want and i don't trust myself to not take you." you slowly nod before holding his hand. satoru follows you without a question, he would follow you to ends of the earth without any hesitation.

your bedroom is pink where your apartment is white everywhere else, it is like you were hiding all the colour in here. it is his first time in your bedroom despite the countless times you slept over in his.

you have plushies all over your bed, the sheets are pink, your fluffy pillows are pink, your closet is wide open and all that meets the eye is pink. your laptop, headset, desk. it is all pink.

you leave him beside your bed and he sits at the edge with an increasingly painful erection making his boxers tight.

his eyes trail over your room and he has to adjust his cock again. this should not be a turn on.

yet something about you, a pretty little thing like you touching yourself in such an adorable room, getting fucked by him in here.

the thought of him pressing your face into these pink sheets and rawing your cunt with reckless abandon. it makes him lose his mind.

he winces as he tugs his swollen cock. when you come back into his view, pink lacy panties are covering your pussy and the matching bra that conceals your tits makes satoru groan.

you draw closer to him and his large palms caress your hips. "now i know you wear cute panties." he jokingly says but there is a desperate undertone in his voice.

when you kneel down, satoru thinks he might be too turned on to think. he wants to keep you to himself.

your hand strokes along his happy trail before teasing the waistband framing his deep v line. he gently grasps your wrist, preventing you from going further.

"we'll leave the blow job for another day, okay? you can use your hand, i'll tell you what to do." you nod yet your eyes look all hungry. his abs tense, staring at your face as he tucks his thumbs into his boxers and tugs them down his thighs.

finally having his aching cock unrestricted has him grunting. your expression is so flustered yet you are pressing your legs together to dull that burning desire at the sight of him.

he grits his teeth, you are staring at it, from the pinkness of his swollen tip, to the dip where his head meets his shaft. the hefty girth with veins trailing down it, there is one particularly prominent one along the underside.

satoru wants to make you feel every inch of it inside, he wants to make you take his shape. maybe he is thinking too deeply, he jolts when your mouth surrounds the side of his ballsack and your little tongue is laved along it repeatedly. "don't- ohmfuck. okay, okay." he pants, fingers curling into his palms.

you need to stop before satoru shoves his entire cock down your throat without any care that you are gagging and choking on it. the gasp that leaves him is way too shaky. his tip goes past your face, it is over the crown of your head, it is too big for you. he is too big for you but he cannot not touch you.

he needs you like he needs air. he hums softly, he should stop you. he really should but he cannot when you are sucking at his balls. your little hands resting on his upper thighs and your mouth is draining him of any self preservation.

"you like it?" there is a sticky noise as your mouth pulls back, so much saliva on his skin. it is even webbed in your mouth.

"mm, you're so big toru." hearing those words in your soft voice makes his cock ache. he should not, he really should not but he needs to see it.

"keep that pretty baby mouth closed." he cups the back of your head, gripping his cock and squeezing it tightly before he presses it into your cheek. he curses, burning it into memory as he rubs his mushroom tip along your lips. his pre cum looks better than any lipgloss you own.

his fingers tangle in your hair to make you look up at him. having pretty little you, kneeling in nothing but laced panties chips away at satoru's restraint.

"want you to wrap your hand around it, can you do that for me?" you hum, when he lets go your fingers take his place. right around his base, your hand is so much smaller and so much softer. your fingers do not even reach around the perimeter of his cock.

his breaths are all laboured and hard, "don't put it in your mouth, just lick the head." his thumb strokes your cheek and you lean closer. your squirming slimy tongue trails over the slit and satoru throbs against the muscle.

"fuck, baby, you're so good at listening." he grips your hand to guide you up and down his length. "squeeze it a bit and move your hand like this." pre cum dribbles and he lets you do it on your own. it is jerky and unsure but somehow your hand feels so much better than his. he leans back on his arms, his hips moving slightly, his chest heaving and his dick begging for release.

"am i doing okay?" you mumble, begging for praise, feeling the ridges of his cock along your fingers while you slowly stroke up over his thick head and down his shaft.

the liquid seeping from his tip glides down along the sides and collects on your fingers, making it easier to jerk him off.

"more than okay, pretty girl. you're perfect." satoru's hand tangles in your pink sheets, the other reaching to tuck your hair behind your ear.

"faster?" you tilt your head, you are like a puppy. the cutest one ever.

"if you want." he grunts, when your hand starts pumping at his cock more, his eyes roll back. the muscles along his thighs flexing, all over his body in fact. he cannot help but fuck his hips upwards to meet your movements.

he is leaking incessantly, it coats your hand and it sounds all sticky and wet when you rub his cock. satoru curses, he feels like a virgin, maybe it was you, maybe it was your hand on him but it made his stomach all tight and his cock throb with no control.

you stroke at his base with a vigorous pace, your other hand surrounding his upper shaft and moving much slower. he jerks, teeth gritting when your tongue laves over the pinkness of his head before you take it in your mouth. it is so warm and wet, it makes him lose his mind.

your lips rest right before his shaft and the second you suck, satoru tightly grips the sheets, his head hanging and his jaw dropped to moan erotically.

"baby, baby what are you doing to me?" his unsteady palm caresses the crown of your head, petting you like the sight of his cock in your mouth does not tear him to bits. like it has not thrown him over the edge.

he wonders if you can feel him pulsing against your tongue. he wants to know what deeper in your little mouth would feel like wrapped around him.

"you're so fucking good, holy shit. never felt this good before." he groans and your eyes meet his, your wide innocent looking eyes despite how he has tainted you already. you look too pure for what you are doing.

"fuck m'gna cum. gna cum, take your mouth off baby." his hips stutter, muscles jumping. his toes curl into the fluffy mat beneath you both. you are still licking and wetly slurping around his head while you stroke his cock. the heated muscle of your tongue laving at his slit.

satoru's never came this quick before. his lids keep fluttering, he cannot stop groaning. his mind is too occupied with the thought of cumming in your mouth to stop you though he knows he should.

you keep touching and satoru has lost it already. he does not realise he is cumming in your little mouth until your hands have slowed down and you are teary eyed with milky liquid dripping down your jaw.

he curses. satoru is so sensitive and you are swallowing, why do you keep swallowing?

"baby, don't swallow. fuck, you don't have to." your hands shift to rest on his thighs, your brows furrowed and your little throat still bobbing.

you lean back and strands of cum are webbed in your mouth, still connected to his softening member. it drips onto the rug beneath you.

you sniffle, swallowing hard while you gaze up at him. your eyes are all glossy and pretty.

"i didn't think it would be that much." you are on your knees, right in front of him with your belly full of his cum, looking like the sweetest girl in the whole world.

you are his, you are all his. you have to be.

he cups either side of your face, leaning down to kiss you hard. he tilts his head, his tongue gliding over yours and the taste of his cum heavy in your mouth.

he reaches under your arms to lift you into his lap, nose nuzzling yours while he hugs you close. you are so much smaller you tuck right in along his large frame.

"i like you too much." he breathes into your shared air.

satoru cannot get enough of you.

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