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kirbyskisses · 2 years
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kirby’s kinktober (five)
size//jason todd
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when your high school boyfriend came back into your life you weren’t actually too surprised that he’d:
a. become a crime lord/vigilante for a bit
b. reconciled with his billionaire father who was also batman
and c. literally come back to life from the dead.
having lived in both gotham and metropolis meant you were unfazed by most phenomena.
no. what surprised you was that he was big. like really big.
homelessness and malnourishment through his entire childhood meant that when you had your puppy-love with 13 year old jason todd, he was tiny. athletic enough to box and play basketball but still obviously skinny, with lanky limbs and a frame that didn’t reach too far past 5 feet.
that could not be said now.
21 year old jason is huge; 6’2 and over 200 pounds of muscle, green eyes, a white hair streak and - at the moment - a desperate, primal, animalistic need to be inside of you.
unfortunately for his impatient desires - but fortunately for you and your pleasure - jason’s massive size applies to his thick cock; he preps you on his huge fingers until you’re drooling and braindead from the feeling of your creaming, and squirting, and gushing.
you’re fucked completely stupid before he even prods the fat head of his cock against your hole.
“you okay for more, princesa?”
you nod and sigh out a confirmation before he slots his lips onto yours softly.
“even if i go really hard? you’re not too fucked out to remember your safe word?”
you shake your head and say it softly to show you remember before your eyes look up and down his body as it stands over you.
he begins pushing in, letting out a soft groan as the thick head finally buries itself in your cunt. it’s hot and it stretches you deeply. his huge hands grasp your hips.
he starts pulling his own hips back before roughly slamming inside your sensitive walls which have never felt as tiny and tight as they have with jason.
back arching of the bed just from him starting, you reach out and try to press your hand against his stomach - hoping to keep him from kissing painfully at your cervix.
he picks you up, wrapping you around his waist like you’re nothing. your arms cling around his neck. it leaves him completely free to beat his cock into your tiny hole.
he chuckles at your pathetic squirms and then growls, making you look down at it. how it sinks in and out and in and out with a delicious and sloppily wet squelch.
“j-jay! too big!~”
“oh?” he chuckles. “so she can talk.”
“p-please ‘s… ‘s thick!” you hiccup out a sob and god it’s such a boost for him when you can’t stop sobbing - when he batters your poor cunt until you’re in tears.
“i know it is. god you take it all so well. taking so much of me that I can see it bulge in that cute little tummy.” he smirks and you whimper because it’s true.
with every thrust you can hear, see and feel the outline of his cock pushing in and distending your stomach ever so slightly.
god, he’s huge.
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f1nalgirlz · 6 months
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Charlie’s so hot | Charlie Walker II
part 1
“Are you in love like we were? If i were you I’d probably keep her…” (FLETCHER- Becky’s so hot)
premise: you had a messy breakup with your ex boyfriend, but now you can’t get his new boyfriend (Charlie Walker) out of your mind. What happens when he confronts you about you lingering around him?
˗ˏˋwarnings´ˎ˗ still fast paced -> kinda unrealistic my b, cheating (again((sorry lmao)), nsfw, no penetration rn (sorry?), whiny Charlie, handjob (Charlie receiving), kinda OOC Charlie forgive me
˗ˏˋcontent´ˎ˗ mlm relationships, gay Charlie Walker, male reader, male anatomy, confident reader
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“Why’re you stalking me?” Came a monotone voice from behind you as you walked down a back alleyway to get back to your dorm, making you jump slightly. You could recognize the voice and it made your heart speed up as you turned to face Charlie. “Stalking you? I wasn’t aware having a few classes together was stalking… besides you’re aware that you’re the one who cornered me in a dark alley right?” You replied, fully facing him now. You tried to keep calm, but honestly your attraction had grown into a full blown crush now. “You know what I mean,” he said and rolled his eyes. “I always catch you staring at me. Do you have a problem with me because I’m with (ex name) or something?” He asked, crossing his arms that were covered with checkered flannel sleeves. You stared at him for a minute, taking in his appearance, under the unbuttoned flannel was that same shirt, your ex’s shirt. “I don’t have a problem with you, Charlie. I honestly don’t care that you’re with him.” You said sounding exasperated, you weren’t expecting this type of confrontation from him. Especially because as this week had went on you’d caught him staring back, even feeling his blue eyes burning into you when you weren’t looking at him. It wasn’t like your ex had been the best boyfriend anyways, the last thing you’d want is to be back with him, despite the petty jealousy you’d experienced at first.
His face scrunched up and he furrowed his eyebrows. He was thinking about what he wanted to say next, but honestly he didn’t know where to start. Your arms crossed over your chest and you swayed just slightly waiting for his words to come, but they didn’t. “Look… it’s cold and i was headed home anyways, do you just wanna sort this out back at my place?” You said, sucking a breath in through your teeth expecting a no, but you were pleasantly surprised when he nodded slowly. You nodded back and began leading him the rest of the way to your building, rushing into your room to escape the cold. When you were both inside you closed the door behind you, kicking your shoes off. “Make yourself at home.” You said while pulling your jacket off. Charlie sat down on the bottom corner of your bed, his eyes trained on you the whole time. “Charlie i haven’t been staring because I’m jealous… well i am.” You said, laughing a little when you corrected yourself, sitting down beside him. His body stiffened.
“You’re jealous of me? Your breakup was mutual. Why?” Charlie said, looking at you with his eyebrows knitted together. “No. I’m jealous of him,” you said, looking at the brunette who was so close it made your heart pound. “He got to you first.” You said, smiling a little at how ironic it was that you hadn’t even met Charlie before he was dating your ex. You could see the pale skin on his cheeks turning pink, then red, as you spoke. His lips pursed as he debated his words, deciding on a simple “oh.” Slowly he broke out into a smile, licking his lips before looking at you. “I uh… I was kind of hoping it was that instead of you hating me.” He said, biting his lip to contain his smile, causing you to nod. Slowly, your hand made its way to rest on his jean covered thigh. “So you were hoping that I thought you were hot?” You asked, voice teasing as a smirk worked it’s way onto your lips. He stuttered trying to find the right words but he ended up shaking his head, embarrassed. “I guess you could say that.” He said. Every moment that passed, the two of you were inching closer, your leg already pressed flat against his. When you felt his messy hair brushing against your face, you took it as an opportunity to press your lips together with his, your hand making it’s way to his hip.
You were a little nervous you’d overstepped, until you felt his lips moving against your own and his hands grabbing at your waist, then moving up to cup your burning cheeks. This was so much better than you’d imagined, and trust, you’d thought of just about every scenario there was to be dreamt up. As your chapped lips moved against his surprisingly soft ones, the kiss became sloppy, the two of you grabbing at each other breathlessly. Shaky fingers tore off the checkered flannel, fumbling awkwardly with the button on his jeans next. Charlie’s lips caught your own again quickly, his hands gripping your cheeks, like he couldn’t bare keeping his hands to himself. You chuckled into his mouth, grabbing his hips and moving him to lie flat on his back. You hovered over him, taking in his features again. Pink cheeks and puffy lips from the forceful kisses. You smiled at him as you kissed down his jaw and neck, hands finding their way underneath the t-shirt he had on. Your ex’s vintage t-shirt. You couldn’t lie like this wasn’t giving you some kind of gratification. Your heart sped up once again when you heard Charlie moaning softly, which just drove you to continue.
You slowly began leaving marks on his neck, and he let you. It’s like he forgot he had a boyfriend, or maybe he just didn’t care because he’d much rather be here with you tonight. His hands trailing up your shirt sure made you think so. You dipped your hand into his previously undone pants and smirked, he was already achingly hard. “Oh Charlie…” you teased and his head rolled to the side, clearly embarrassed. You helped him remove his jeans, throwing them somewhere in your slightly messy room before turning your attention back to his throbbing cock. Soon, his lips fell open in a gasp as your hand gripped his length, slowly stroking him. His head rolled side to side slowly, eyes squeezed shut and hip’s gently rolling up into your hand, it was clear he had a problem with your pace. “You want it faster?” You purred, gaining a vigorous nod from him. “Please..” he whined out, voice wavering. You smiled and sped your pace up, causing Charlie’s slender body to writhe underneath you, legs spreading sluttily for you. Your brain was totally fogged up, he just looked so pretty underneath you like this. Legs spread, head leaned back in pleasure, and his mouth agape never holding back a moan or groan. As you continued to pump his length in your hand you noticed a thin layer of sweat coating his body, on his cheeks and the exposed area of his tummy where the shirt had ridden up just above his bellybutton. His lithe fingers grabbed at your bedspread as he moaned, sounding more desperate by the second. When you sped up, using your free hand to hold his hip is when his moans devolved into whines and cries. He looked utterly pathetic under you, and you were loving every minute of it.
“God I’m so close…” came from Charlie when his thighs were trembling almost as much as his voice when he spoke. “Yeah? Cum for me, Char.” You whispered, continuing your motions. A shaky whine filled the room, which devolved into sobs from the brunette as he came, painting his tummy and shirt with white ribbons. His hips bucked into your hand as you let him ride out his high, loving how he looked shaking lightly from pleasure, a few tears having slipped down his cheeks. When you felt he was satisfied you removed your hand, when you did so he was sitting up, catching your lips in a sloppy kiss which you eagerly returned. When the two of you finally got situated again you grabbed your phone, taking a few candids of Charlie, with his permission of course. You smiled as you browsed the photos, he looked so… hot. You looked at one of the pictures you’d taken, his hair was messy, pale neck covered in dark red marks, lips were swollen, and to top it all off there was a pretty obvious cum stain on that shirt. That shirt you knew your ex loved the same one he let you wear around. You smirked as you opened instagram, clicking ‘new post’ only uploading the one picture. The caption? “Charlie’s so hot in your vintage t-shirt :)”
“Makes me wanna hit her when I see her… cause Becky’s so hot in your vintage t-shirt.”
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R: please lmk if this was ass. Ofc it’s not proofread yet bc it’s me😟 I’ll fix any mistakes later ok thank you🤭 -> how I was listening to this song while writing btw 🦗🦟🦗🦟🦗
((Based on Becky’s so hot - FLETCHER))
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traumabuddies · 7 months
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lex ur truly spoiling me specifically with these kinktober fics ily 😘
hehe well i'm more than happy to oblige<3
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essentiallyleaf · 7 months
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Hi Leaf! May I ask why name yourself leaf?
Also, it's pretty crazy that you're jumping straight into Kinktober as a new writer (Unless I've missed information that this isn't your first rodeo)
I know it's only been a few days but have you encountered resistance of writer's block yet? How do you tackle this problem if you do?
Do you write when you're horny? On the verge of getting horny? Or when you're clear-headed? post-nut clarity baby! (dabs)
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Idols that you would go "Full Kirby' on their faces?
And boobs if you like to give horny answers as well
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I hope you're enjoying your time here 😊
hello there, friskyriskywhisky. glad to be blessed by one of your asks <3 relatively long, so i'll put a keep reading on this.
i wanna say i chose it in a period where i really really liked Leafeon, and Basil from OMORI (still do), but really, it might just be that it feels fresh and light and fluffy, and it looks good.
no missed information. i'd been shitting words on google docs for more than a few months without really making a whole fic happen, let alone publishing it. so i thought challenging myself to put something out everyday for a while would help me, if not anything else, a least realize that i can get something done.
not really, i think? i have collected a number of fic ideas throughout the past couple weeks and have new horny thoughts everyday, so the content is not a problem, for now. when it comes to putting it on paper, well, i'm slow and not very good with words, but usually, even if it comes down to literally just describing plainly what my penis is telling me to, i can usually do it. i'll come back to you on this one though :)
this month, i write when i have to. in my short experience, when i'm horny i come up with better scenes content-wise, but struggle putting them in words in a creative way; when clear-headed, i think i write in better form, but i might lack that fuel for the smut, which i feel could result in it reading colder, less engaging. so maybe a bit of a trade-off? i think i may easily change my mind on this, too. oh, and i only wrote post-nut once, i felt pretty sluggish and weird, didn't like it.
i'll keep it a buck fifty with you, i've never played kirby, so i'm not sure what this means lmao. i'm guessing either idols that make me go (੭。╹▿╹。)੭ or idols whose face i want to eat(?). either way good answers for both could be heejin (always a good answer to any question), karina, winter, yel, zoa and triples's chaeyeon. hope this is not too far off (it probably is). thanks for the cute chaewon ^^
delightedly, leaf.
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cutiedwaekki · 7 months
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KINKTOBER MASTERLIST
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here it is , as i promised a kinktober 2023 edition 🤭
But for those who don't knlw what a kinktober is let me give you a quick description :
A kinktober is when the month of october come , during the whole month there is a ff posted everyday about a kink
Here it'll mostly be feederism and wg but read the tags of each day so you won't feel disturbed if some them don't suit you
Btw the fic will be short ≈ 800 to 1000 words so i can write one for every day without having to worry too much because yes, I have a life on the side
/!\ it can happen that someday i won't post for some reasons but please know that with college i ain't have much time so i'll do my best to respect the delay /!\
so enough talk you'll find here all the ff i'll post during october (each link will apparate when i'll post them 🎃
1st : request , kirby , hyunsung ; stuffing ; belly rub ; feedrism ; burp , kind of mention of vore but as a joke that turn on Hyunjin
2nd : request , espresso , 2yeon ; enemies to lover ; weight gain denial ; office au
3rd : rewind , f.i.l.a , minchan , weight gain , fit to fat , clothes ripping , fluff
4th : rewind , paint me naked , changjin , smut
5th : original , pudding , jeongchan , harley quinn!jeongin , weight gain , stuffing
6th : original , halazia , ateez ot8 , pirate!au , magic weight gain , rapid weight gain
7th : rewind , dr.bang , chanlix , doctor!au , teasing , humilliation , smut
8th : original , TT , twice ot9 , inspired by tt mv , reader in it , reader wg , gn reader
9th : original , skzoo , ot8 , magic wg , suit inflation , rapid wg
10th : original , puppy m detective (short version) , murder , mention of violence , forced stuffing , breaking furniture , angst but fluff at the end
11th : original , revenge , Jihoon centric , force feeding , mention of bullying
12th : original , dream come true , Chan centric , harem , royal au , stuffing
13th : original , snow white , sunsun , fairytail au , rapid wg
14th :original , good family , Jeongin centric skz family au , weight gain denial
15th : rewind , love4eva , minchan , honeymoon , weight gain denial , tight clothes , button popping , teasing
16th : original , my real fan , changlix , online!au , camboy changbin , nsfw
17th : original , mr.policeman , seungbin , inspired by brooklyn99 , police!au , involuntary weight gain , wg denial , clothes ripping
18th : rewind , channies room , Chan centric , mukbang au , stuffing , wg denial , button popping
19th : original , kind of magic part 2 , ot8 , fairy au , magic wg , stuffing
And more ...
Request can be made for the kinktober and its even strongly encouraged because I don't think I have enough to do everything 😭
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Blood For Bloodlust
read on AO3
1k, Jill Roberts/Kirby Reed/Olivia Morris, No Rating, Pre-Series
Summary: Getting mugged with Kirby and Olivia inspires Jill.
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hecohansen31 · 5 years
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The Perfect Party:
(A/N): Hello there, lovelies!
It’s been a shit load since I last wrote about this couple (I mean... threesome), I honestly love them with all my heart (although I need to finish the second season of “Dynasty”) and special thanks to @wickedlangdon for reminding of them... if you do end up having some request about them them... PLEASE DO SEND THEM!
If I do get to take part in “kinktober” you might see them more, but please request something about these two boujees asses!
WARNINGS: Mention of Smut, Toxic Friends, Rich People Being Extra.
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·         You weren’t born in high society.
·         You were brought into it by Duncan Shepherd and your staying was prolonged by the adding of Fallon Carrington in your little couple.
·         This meant that to many people you were considered even less than new money, a social climber for many, mostly after the news of you being a sugar baby were leaked to the most important gossip magazines, which got you in a shitload of trouble.
·         This got you to lose a few “friends”.
·         (Fallon and Duncan are convinced that you are better off).
·         And this got you in a bit of a bad mood, mostly when you were unceremoniously not invited to one of the biggest parties in town.
·         Fallon and Duncan had to get you through a night of you moping around after watching your “friends”’ Instagram stories, meanwhile you went from wanting to cry your soul out to wanting to smash each plate you could find on your wake (Fallon suggested that you and her smashed Alexis’ one).
·         Duncan tried to coax you into bed (not that Fallon hadn’t tried, but she honestly was too busy calling out almost Olivia Pope in order to get some dirt on your friends, continuing with her idea to break Alexis’ furniture) but you were restless and the entire morning was spent with you under the covers on the sofa.
·         What was worst was the fact that you honestly felt like shit and you were honestly scared that Fallon and Duncan might have thought that you were there only for the money.
·         Which you voiced during an emotional outburst after you had tried to leave the house, getting both Duncan and Fallon worried (the latter also remembered a few of her abandonment issues) and you literally screamed at them that you didn’t want them to think that you were there with them just for the money.
·         Duncan, who has known you for much more time, just hugs you closer, taking you in his arms in the tightest way possible hoping that his warmth will let you know that he won’t ever let you long, alongside Fallon, who is pure rage.
·         “I thought that he fact that you studied at Eton had made you smarter than that (Y/N).  Of course you are not here for the money, from the obscene amount of affection you give us we are more than sure that you are not here to swipe our credit cards till we drop dead. What an absurdity that you let your mind be bent by those assholes”.
·         The following rest of the day is spent in your shared bedroom, just you worshipped by Daddy! Duncan and Mommy! Fallon, the former pushing in and out of you, the latter gently sitting on your face, letting your tongue do all the speaking.
·         From there it gets better, you don’t lack of friends and slowly you develop more sincere ones, mostly because you are a true angel to work with ad Duncan might have pushed some of his employees to talk with you more, alongside Fallon bringing Sammy Jo over at the your apartment to make you feel definitely a bit more social.
·         And it is Sammy Jo’s idea to organize a party.
·         “A revenge party: we invite all your new friend and make sure that the entire is streamed through every social network, so that your friends will be extremely envious”.
·         You honestly thought it was stupid, but Fallon and Duncan (those vengeful little spirits) thought it was an amazing idea and gave you a credit card and free time to organize it all with the help of Sammy Jo and Kirby.
·         It was honestly the most fun you have ever had with those two troublemakers by your side and the prospect of taking a little revenge on your fake friends seemed very nice and interesting, enough to get you a bit involved into the entire thing, avoiding Fallon and Duncan.
·         (They finally understood how you felt when they were working long shifts).
·         But you made it all up with the prettiest dress they had ever seen the night of the party.
·         (Alongside the lingerie under it, which Fallon got a glimpse of it because she suggested she did your make-up).
·         (She tried doing more than your make-up rubbing your white panties with little cherries, but were brought back by an annoyed Sammy Jo, waiting for you).
·         Duncan had the first dance with you and you couldn’t help but feel like it was the best thing ever, meanwhile Fallon giggled, making fun of Kirby’s dress choice.
·         She then got a dance with you, but the music had seriously slowed down and you know exactly wht she was doing with the languid movements, teasing Duncan who hide underneath his flute, speaking with Blake, meanwhile “Second Crystal” dance beside you alongside Sammy Jo.
·         In the end it wasn’t exactly a revenge party.
·         You weren’t thinking about the friends that you had lost or the party that you didn’t attend.
·         It was a party to celebrate your love of Duncan and Fallon and because of this…
·         … it was indeed the perfect party.
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kirbyskisses · 2 years
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kirby’s kinktober (fifteen)
belly bulge//taishiro toyomitsu
warning: anatomically impossible. please suspend your disbelief, the man is 8 feet tall.
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it’s lucky that Fatgum is so sweet because were he a man of less patience and kindness he could easily rip you apart.
it takes weeks of him driving you to orgasm after orgasm on his tongue and huge hands - making your tongue loll out and your eyes roll back as you twitch - just to loosen you up enough for his sweet, hot tip to scrape against your insides.
“aw buttercup.” he coos and kisses the side of your face as if he’s not opening you up to the biggest cock you’ve ever seen. “all those sweet little juices just f’r me? they look so pretty mixed up with all the pretty lube on yer hero’s cock.”
you hiccup out, barely able to talk or think at the stretch of just the first fat inch. it should be hot but it’s smothered in cool lube, a requirement in order for him to so much as think about fucking you.
“love being in your tight hole baby. you want to be the only one to ever take me all the way, my sweet girl?”
you nod with a whimper, plush sheets enveloping you from one side while his muscular frame pins you from the other, dripping sweat with a sweet smile despite the animalistic ways he’s holding you down. he makes you feel so small. “yes…fatsy, want it just for me.”
“then why don’t we make this a little easier on you.” he gets off of you and stands up, holding you like a precious doll in a way that makes you feel utterly tiny and weightless. your back against his chest, you swallow deeply.
maybe the doll comparison was apt.
he’s going to use you as a fuck toy.
you thank the gods above that he’s in his fit form, sure that the swollen tip of this size is already far too much for you.
“keep your pretty little legs open. ‘M not gonna drop ya - you just focus on sinking that pretty cunt onto this fat, fat cock and I’ll do all the work.”
honestly you don’t register a thing he says - you don’t know if it’s seconds, minutes or hours that are passing - brain and pussy both filled with the painful but utterly wondrous stretch of his monstrous cock.
that was the best word for it. monstrous. blessed with size by his quirk, taishiro was deeply afraid to hurt you but the fear melts in place of pleasure.
he can’t even tell that you’ve already cum by the time you reach the halfway point, too big to feel your tiny, stuffed cunt squeezing and shivering on him, love juices leaking down to his heavy balls which he slowly, achingly, finally slides you down to.
holy shit. you can’t think, you can’t move, you can’t breathe. (surely, you must be breathing otherwise your giant lover would have a panic attack and pull you off to shower you in aftercare - but even if you are breathing you can’t feel it.)
his tip is smushed to your cervix, a mixture of lube and precum sloppily covering the unbreachable hole. your back is arched, mouth open to scream despite nothing coming out.
you’re not even sure what would come out.
maybe something like “too big, too big, too BIG.” but even though the scary size has distended your stomach but making a curved protrusion it feels good. unspeakably, horrifyingly good. you’re a ragdoll of pleasure for and by your sweet, sweet husband.
“y’look so cute, my sweet treat. oh.”
his eyes light up with a torturously erotic look. “someone’s tummy can’t take it, huh? can ya tell where i am?” he teases, knowing your mind left the second he sank into you.
“tell me where I am, gumdrop.” you let out a warble, choked sob of a moan, uncontrollable tears on your cheeks. you can’t even say your own name.
“oh? need help pretty girl. ‘m right…” he traces the bulge in your tummy with his finger, landing and pressing his hand onto the outline of his creamy, ultra-thick tip
“here.” he chuckles, a bright golden smile beaming down on you as you lose it completely - shaking and squirting at the pressure in your stomach.
he doesn’t slide you off, letting you cockwarm like a living fleshlight, basking in the satisfaction.
“you did good, cutie pie. can’t wait to see how you cum if I actually start moving next time.”
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kirbyskisses · 2 years
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kirby’s kinktober (ten)
prince sidon//oviposition (pt. 2)
cw: cervix penetration, eggs, breeding, mentions of pain (it gets better), praise and size kink.
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“fu-uck!!”
you let out a high pitched screech of overwhelming pleasure as sidon’s cock head - pouring with so much cum and lube you can feel it leak out onto your thighs - kisses your cervix. you feel like you can even hear the gushy “chu” sound it makes.
his hand grips yours, again asking if you’d like to stop. his lips, his hold, his voice all so tender.
“n-no. don’t stop. don’t stop!”
it’s the sweetest kind of torture - so full of him until it hurts, and then hurts until it feels good.
he purrs as you clench, letting you reach another of the countless highs you’ve hit in the past several hours.
“my little lotus I’m - they’re c-coming! you’ll feel so beautiful…” his yellow eyes sharpen as he sucks in a breath and then you feel it.
It’s round, gelatinous, and slips past your cervix - sliding through the little puckered ring with a painful wriggle. sidon loses himself momentarily and pushes you under him with an ugly, noisy groan. the change in position and the weight of him shocks you into stillness.
he thrusts and thrusts and thrusts until the thick, liquidy ball is forced through.
“sidon!” you cry out, voice melting.
“good girl. you’ve taken me so well. so well. just stay opened up, my sweet beloved.”
the second slips into you, then the third, all the way up to seven. each is paired with a series of twitch-inducing thrusts and guttural noises from your aquatic lover.
your cervix finally feel relief, body numb from pleasure as he slips out.
“breathe, my sweet. it’s almost over. i’ll be sure to pamper you and our sweet zora clutch, get you nice and clean. just let me fertilize those sweet little things. can you keep your legs open for that?”
you groan out a yes, hand on your midsection which is lightly bloated and made slightly translucent with the light blue radiating off of the jelly-like spheres inside you.
the eggs. god. the eggs.
your and sidon’s little child to be. sure not all seven would get fertilized, but at least one would absorb his milky cum and slide out of you in a few days time, before into hatching into a tiny heir to the zora throne.
you don’t really feel too different, thinking about it until his large hands gently lift you up to put you back onto his throbbing cock.
oh.
oh, they’re moving.
the strange feeling of them, warm and rolling in your womb makes your eyes roll and you moan - you really haven’t felt anything like this before. the strange, blue tinted movement is amplified as your slick covered hole is lowered onto your prince.
it’s reached full length now and you can feel every veiny inch.
“oh, you’re such a dear. look at you taking it all. my sweet, sweet gemstone. let me help you.” rather than bouncing your tired body up and down, sidon bears his pointed teeth with effort and ruts slowly.
he grinds onto you g-spot with a whimper as you wrap your arms around him.
“ah. my sweet, tight goddess. taking all my eggs in your tight womb.” he’s too big and too overwhelmed to even feel you clench and gush on him several times but it brings him to orgasm regardless.
the biggest load you’ve ever felt or seen charges past your moist walls and directly swallowed up into your womb, which closes with a squelch.
“my fertilized queen. i’m sorry that i couldn’t control my amount. it’ll all form into one beautiful child. but for now, they all look beautiful inside you.”
pathetically full, your pussy clenches at his praise before letting him out. hiding his length into his sheath again, he leaves the gentlest kiss he can on your head with a warm purr.
“let’s get you clean. i love you”
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kirbyskisses · 2 years
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kirby’s kinktober (eight)
virginity//reno
i don’t usually do author’s note but this is the longest thing I’ve written in two years if not ever?? so if you like it or the rest of my kinktober stuff i am BEGGING for you to reblog and comment. the algorithm doesn’t count likes. and as always minors/ageless blogs don’t interact. also, use lube and pee after sex, kids.
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“virgin surgeon” reno who loves you and loves the idea of corrupting you, his cute inexperienced girlie.
reno who loves being the person to introduce you to pleasure you’ve never felt before, fingers stroking over your panties.
“god you’re soaking baby. you’ve really never had someone make cum before?” he gives a teasing smirk that makes you feel all sorts of embarrassment. despite the mischief in those green eyes, he coos with genuine affection, hand shifting softly across your cheek.
“aw. don’t worry baby, i’m just teasin’. i get it really. you’ve been busy being so amazing and badass, there’s never been a man or woman good enough to touch you. well,” he chuckles, “‘cept me, of course. and I…” he gets down onto his knees and starts kissing at your thighs as you stand, legs spread just a bit and hand covering your heated face.
“i am honored.”
his index finger hooks to your panties and pulls the thin covering to the side, exposing the way that just him rubbing his fingers onto your hard clit makes you drip.
“reno…”
“ssshhh. now. you ever made yourself cum?” he snickers, looking up at your face and his you gasp when his soft thin lips kiss the hard little bud.
“actually don’t answer that, baby. i like thinking that i get all your firsts - first orgasms included. now sit back on the bed baby.” he rubs your outer thighs as your trembling legs take a seat and attempt to cross.
“no, no, no. keep these open. and take your panties off. relax.” you do as he says because clearly he knows what he’s doing and he sticks his tongue out, letting you see the piercing in the middle as he twists his fingers into tiny circles around your slick covered core.
“reno-“
“mhm?” he responds, absentmindedly. he’s clearly more focused on leaving little closed mouth kisses on your now uncovered pussy and the skin of the thighs surrounding it.
“‘s not fair!” if his hands weren’t subduing your legs you’d be lightly kicking like a petulant child and he finds it adorable.
“all’s fair in love and war, baby girl. tell me, what’s the matter? ya scared?”
“n-no! you’re just… still in clothes and all focused on me. you should feel good too.”
he laughs. this time not in his usual teasing way but out of a genuine inability to reconcile your lewd intentions with just how?? damn?? cute??? you are.
“d-don’t laugh at me! you know i’ve never done this before.” you pout, almost closing your legs again before he rests his cheek on your thigh.
“i know cutie. it’s just… it’s so freaking adorable how much ya care.” he leans up to kiss you, not taking his gaze off of yours. “taste yourself on my lips? how juicy you are? getting to feel all those juices and all that heat on my dick from the girl i love,” he sighs as if he’s daydreaming, watching you yelp out as a thin, long finger finally penetrates your hole, “that’s gonna be enough for me to feel good.”
“y-you love me?” you question through bated breath as his finger explores inside you.
reno had never said it before to you or any girl who he’s dated or “helped” but now it seems all soft and genuine.
“ ‘course i do. don’t forget that, okay baby? i know you’re scared bc i’ve got experience but ‘m here to help you. to love you.”
he won’t say but he’s never been this slow and gentle before - nor has his teasing and praise been so genuine. partially out of love but partially because no other girl has caved to his touch like you or been so inexperienced.
virginal? yes. but not even having made themselves cum? with a pussy this pretty and soft? he wants to savor it. to savor you.
“and to love this pretty cunt. it’s so hard to hold back baby.”
“it is?” he can hear your voice change pitch when he slides another finger in, scissoring and swirling to prep and stretch you, changing pace with each of your moans.
“baby. if gettin’ you ready wasn’t so important, I’d want to sink my whole cock in and fu-“ he catches himself, “make love to your pretty body asap.”
you don’t even have time to react to the statement before his fingers touch that sweet little spot inside. you muffle a cry as he tortures and touches it faster.
“don’t. don’t hide such pretty noises.”
“reno!!”
“i know. i know that’s your spot right? an’ i’m the first to touch it.” there’s an almost maniacal glee in his voice.
“feels… feels weird!” your hips jerk and try to pull away but his other hand holds you, pushing you into the pleasure by the small of your back.
“cutie, breathe. It’s supposed to feel like that before you cum. you want me to make you cum, yeah? don’t run, i’ve got you.”
you nod, tears welling and a surprising mix of a moan and a whimper leaving your lips when his tongue plunges in, open mouthed kisses and sucking motion overwhelming your clit as you buck your hips into it.
“reno! reno -reno -reno!”
his cock hardens at your overstimulated cries but also at the thoughts on his head. holy shit - if your cunt is this juicy and tight on his tongue and fingers, he’d get fucking addicted to how it feels on his growing cock.
those thoughts came to fruition the second your fingers pull him off by his soft red hair. his eyes meet your teary ones and he almost feels a pit in his stomach - please don’t be crying. please don’t tell him to stop.
“r-reno. no more.” you sniffle.
fuck. no. did he fuck up? he fucked up and ruined his chance. perhaps even your relationship -
“wanna cum for the first time on your…your… your c-cock…”
reno who feels his heart flutter at that. who can’t hide the intense grin as he pins your down. at seeing your innocent lips struggle to even say “cock.”
you weren’t crying because he’d done something wrong - but because he was doing it all too right. you were heaving and shaking from making him pull away. ruining your own orgasm.
which, he chuckles to himself as he undresses, is probably what you’d been doing since the first time you’d tried to make yourself cum.
“hold your legs back. yeah like that. keep it nice and wide open for me. that way it’ll slide in nice and deep. with how wet you are it’ll go in nice and easy. i’ll even start you little by little - gonna treat this pussy so well.”
he whispers in your ear, grinding on your wet, sloppy core. even just talk you through it is taking all of his self restraint.
-
reno’s a liar.
he was right that it doesn’t hurt because of the excess of lubricant you’ve provided him, but he barely takes it little by little.
it feels like mere seconds between him pushing in the head of his cock and sinking balls deep.
“holy shit!” his eyes widen. he’s taken virginities before but never has anything sucked him in, so plush and perfect and soaking him. he almost cums on entry, ruining any chance of fully going slow when he touches your g-spot, the bundle of nerves making you seize and trap him in.
“your fucking cunt doesn’t want to let me go, pretty girl. breathe. breathe and relax and I’ll make you cream. you make me feel better than anyone or anything else, love.”
that comment does manage to make you relax a bit, mind clearing enough to match his pace as his red strands of hair stick to his forehead from sweat, your loving touch gently sweeping them away.
he manages to pull out and slam back into that pretty spot, as far back as he can go, making you whimper and cry.
reno’s not sure which sounds turn him on more - the ones from the bed, your mouth or your pussy - but it keeps him thrusting and grinding until he fogs up your innocent little brain and your body molds to his.
“keep those legs open, pretty girl. you don’t rest until I make this pussy cream and don’t even think about running from it. you need to cum, dontcha?”
and so he makes it happen. he kisses you deeply, thumbs your clit and strokes deep and suddenly you clench and climax around him.
you look so lost in pleasure.
you cry, wrapping your arms around his neck to hold him against you. in the aftermath of your orgasm he can't resist a few more thrusts before pulling out and losing himself as well, dripping onto the bed sheets.
reno who, thoroughly satisfied with himself, kisses your forehead.
“that was amazing. you’re amazing. you’re the only girl for me, baby. let’s take a piss and get you all cleaned up and massaged.”
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kirbyskisses · 2 years
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kirby’s kinktober (six)
voice//hitoshi shinso
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hitoshi knows his voice is deep. the year before UA, puberty hit him like a freight train. he was 5’10 by the age of fifteen and aizawa’s training only filled out his body more, with vocal training to accentuate his quirk and mask.
by the time he’s a pro-hero, he’s bigger and taller than aizawa - pushing 6’6 with the deepest voice anyone has ever heard.
he says “hey” and chills go down your spine and when he wakes up or gets sick, the unimaginable happens - it gets deeper.
always a shy-type, he doesn’t get how his build with that voice can make someone soak their panties with white just talking to him once.
except you.
he always knows what it does to you.
-
one of his fingers lazily circles your core through your panties, a smirk resting on his lips.
“aw, baby.” fuck. there it is. the way his voice croons around anything he calls you makes your clit jump. “you’re soaking. don’t tell me - this is all from me talking?”
you want to shake your head but you’re paralyzed by the feeling of his hot breath behind you and his gaze that always feels like it’s looking at every single slight movement or gasp you could possibly make.
you snap out of it, body all jumpy as he spanks your cunt.
“cutie.” his tone drops to something more serious and you crane your neck to look up at his still teasing but more stern expression. “when master asks you a question, you answer it, princess. want to try again?”
you squirm, whimpering on his lap with tears already in your eyes. “mhm. i-it’s… i’s all yer voice, toshi. makes me…” you sniffle as he rubs his whole hand, rough from training, onto your clothed core.
“it makes you?” he chuckles; his laugh always reverberates through his chest - it’s the type that you feel going through you.
“finish your thought for me.”
you bite your lip. “yer voice makes me… makes me c-cream m’self!” you give another sob at his laugh as he plunges two fingers deep inside you.
“yeah? that’s so fucking sloppy and naughty, you know.” he kisses you deeply, tongue immediately swirling in your mouth, eyes staying open with a look of equal parts mischief and power-madness.
“well, master already knows where your spot is. but fuck it.” his free, veiny hand cups your face as if you were a doll and thumbs your wet lips.
“let’s make you cum on my hand just by talking…”
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kirbyskisses · 2 years
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kirby’s kinktober (nine)
prince sidon//monsterfucking (pt. 1)
cw: praise and size kink.
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sidon has two thick cocks that slot out of him, a sheath between his legs. they feel like wet, smooth stone, a light off-white color like the rest of his front.
he purrs out when you run your lower lips over them - a deep growl that runs through his tall frame. you kiss his lips, his head protrusion, and his scaly scars softly, a thin line of precum already connecting your soaking core as you grind.
“that feels lovely, my princess. look at that tiny body, all prepped for me. i know i’m so large for you. let’s just start you off with one, yes?”
he gives his signature winning smile as one large cock sheaths back inside, just the top one remaining.
it should make you reassured - he’s done his best to make you calm - but even he admits that the size of a fully grown, royal-blooded Zora could rip you apart.
Sidon’s cheery, supportive demeanor never distracts anyone from his 11-foot stature, his shark teeth, his clawed hands that fit both of yours in one and - in your specific case - a monstrous cock, drooling a transparent mix of white and blue. for your comfort he sheaths most of it back. just leaving enough to reach deep and make you feel good.
he lets out a downright sinful, pornographic moan when you put your back to him, sinking just the (very bulbous) head into your cunt. you feel him pulse, huge palms holding your stomach with care, so as not to scratch you with those sharp golden claws.
“s-sidon!” you whimper, trying to take the first lube-smothered inch.
he shushes you, craning his head down and kiss your neck and shoulders - skimming the very, very edge of his sharp teeth onto the spot of your racing pulse.
“you’re scared love. don’t be. your prince has prepped you. you’ll do so well.”
you sniffle - sidon always seemed incapable of lying. you’d taken him before but never like this. not with what he had planned.
“tell me when you’d like me to stop. we don’t have to go any fur - ”
“i’m ready, sidon. p-please. put them in. i want,” you pant, already having your energy drained from hours of proper prep, “to go through with it.”
“okay. okay, my little bride.”
his eyes are locked on his cock and the way your pussy swallows him down. he coos.
“today’s the day you take all of me and more. maybe one day you’ll take both my delicious cocks. for now let’s see how full we can get you and how beautifully swollen you can get from me, my darling love.”
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kirbyskisses · 2 years
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kirby’s kinktober (two)
praise // shouta aizawa
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“that’s my pretty little wife - my good girl.”
it’s his praises that always make you clench on him. sometimes he thinks he could make you cream yourself just by talking. just by reassuring you with his deep rasp.
“that’s it. good girl.” his voice curves around the words as his dick curves and push into you, hands resting on each side of your hip bones. “take daddy’s big cock, just like that. you’re doing so good for me.”
he watches as your tiny hole clenches around him from his words - tight and barely willing to let him go for long enough to reach his tip and be gently led back down to his balls.
“doesn’t daddy always come home? hm? and he always takes care of you, right kitten? and all he asks is to hear that beautiful voice and feel this gorgeous body - and make this heavenly pussy come.”
he can tell by how wet you are, by how you mewl - you want it harder and swiftly your body is thrown from above him to under him - his permanently-tired eyes boring down into yours.
“let’s see if i can make you cum a fourth time so you’ll remember the shape of my dick inside you when i’m out at work. would you like that, beautiful?”
you’re whining at the hot stretch of him, increasing his pace and strength - beating into your walls in time with his heart beat - sweat and tears on your face as white and clear juices inch further down your legs from your previous orgasms.
aizawa has always been so giving. ready to kiss away you tears and make your body writhe from pleasure before even thinking about cumming himself.
he leans down to whisper in your ear, “cum on my cock, pretty girl, let me see how pretty you look when you cum…” as his sloppy thrusts let your body know he’s close.
you clench around him and a groan of expletives and compliments tumble out of his mouth - your cunt shaking and bringing you both to fever pitched orgasms.
you love how he lets go.
everytime he cums he bottoms out so his balls are slapped right against your pussy, tip as far back as it can go, shooting little bursts inside you, fat head shaking. You can feel his balls twitch as he groans.
“that’s my good princess. you get so worried about daddy’s hero work.” he pants. “but you know i can’t ever leave you. love you too much. love cumming nice and deep in your perfect pussy kitten. because every part of you is perfect for me.”
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kirbyskisses · 2 years
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kirby’s kinktober (one)
hyperspermia || iwaizumi hajime
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cw: hyperspermia, begging, masturbation, a lil fluff
iwa has hyperspermia - he just can’t cum without making a big, gushy mess. he’s actually quite embarrassed about it because when he jacks off he always makes an “annoying” big splatter.
he doesn’t touch himself often to avoid leaking through his underwear.
and you adore it.
there’s white stain dripping all over his thighs and boxers when he cums. sometimes he can shoot in onto his abs, his chest - let it sink into his shirt like a spilled glass of water. :(
he’s so scared to tell you and even moreso about showing you; always making you cum sloppily but never letting himself release - edging himself over and over so his perfect girl won’t be creeped out
yer obsessed with the idea of it - you finally convince him to send a video for the next time you’re out of town, after much pestering, batting your eyelashes, grinding on his lap, biting at his lower lip - “please, baby. i won’t judge - wanna see you let go - even if it’s sloppy. it’d be so hot. just f’r me. it can’t be that bad.”
it is.
his toy is overflowing, dripping white out onto his thighs and tummy as he sits and rubs it up and down. :(
he spills so much he has to change condoms just so each full one doesn’t fall off and splash onto the floor. his hand drips with white as his balls twitch and churn.
he grits his teeth, ears red with pissed embarrassment.
“sorry. fuck. see? that’s why I didn’t want to do this.”
and you have to blink through the shock and rush home to beg him.
“iwa! haji, please! dump it all over me, okay? every drop -”
“baby it’s gonna be too much. will take forever to clean…”
“don’t care - you always take such good care cleaning me anyway…” that makes his eyes widen and his cheeks and ears go red. the fact that you really are paying attention when he dotes on you - that you think he’s a good lover even when he’s rough, wiping you down and kissing you.
“okay.” he hums, kissing by your ear and temple and forehead. “okay, baby. gonna cover my pretty girl, over and over and over again.”
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kirbyskisses · 2 years
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kirby’s kinktober (nineteen)
breeding//kyoujuro rengoku
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you’re convinced there’s a truckload of cum in you by now - you can hear it sloshing with every thrust your husband takes, tip kissing your womb as if he expects it to give way for him.
you know rengoku would be an amazing father, just as he’s an adoring husband who’s sure you’re meant to be a mother.
rengoku is fiery and big and pinning you so hard that you can’t move - whispering wanton yet sweet things into your ear with his warm breath as he hammers his girth into you.
“you’re so warm, sweetheart. your belly is going to swell so beautifully. you’ll be so full of my child - no, my children.”
you squeal, one hand tugging his long, flame-shaped hair and the other caresses his back, gentle touches against the scarred skin. you gasp out, tears having already made their way down your flushed face.
“ch-children?” you whimper at another sloppy thrust that forces his entire cock in. his bright eyes smile down as a deep laugh rolls out of him.
“of course, dear thing. I wouldn’t stop at just one! you’ll be so full of light - my seed growing into a beautiful son or daughter. I hope they look like you…”
everything about him, his words, his enthusiasm and how his hands keep you pinned as his cock pushes and squelches.
“or me, with those sweet red eyes.” he smiles.
he’d told you the family tradition of pregnant rengoku wives staring into a fire until their eyes turn red to produce strong, flame wielding sons and daughters. the idea of catching you doing the same, warm and coxy by your fireplace as your chest heaves with sweet milk drives him absolutely feral.
“would you like that, light of my life?”
“y-yes… kyou-kyoujuro. make me a mommy!”
he smirks, adoring your fucked out whimpers are his size.
there's just something so satisfying about knowing you get off on being full of his cum.
“then i shall fill you night after night until you’re definitely bred.”
he will; and you’ll thank him for it.
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kirbyskisses · 2 years
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kirby’s kinktober (thirteen)
pregnancy//satoru gojo
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satoru gojo loves two things.
you and showing off.
and so the idea that you’re carrying his babies, tiny twins that’ll grow inside you to represent your love and show off that he’s bagged you - that you’re his and his and his - it drives him wild.
satoru gojo finds it impossible to keep his hands off of you.
they’re large and toned and his long fingers grope your heavier stomach and breast at any and all opportunities.
“satoru.” you sigh out at his antics with an eye roll that reminds him of nanami. “i have to go and i’m gonna leak through my shirt if you don’t stop.”
he gives a wide smile as he kisses your cheek and litters ‘innocent’ smooches down your neck.
“then let’s take your shirt off - ow!” You take advantage of the split-second in which his infinite shield is down to kiss you, landing a precise flick to his forehead.
“pretty girl! c’mon…” he whines and pouts as you walk out of his hold and to the front door.
“god. these two better not get your nagging i swear.” you shake your head as you tie your show, ready to walk out the door.
“but you love meee~.” he grins stupidly wide and you can tell just from his tone that he’s batting his snow-white eyelashes under that blindfold.
you let out a cool, “no. i really don’t.” but there’s the tiniest smile on your lips as you blow him a kiss an walk out the door.
“stupid, silly man.” you whisper with a laugh
true, he is silly but you and he both know, satoru gojo isn’t stupid.
gojo sits back, content in knowing that while you brush him off now, sometime in the next few hours or days that libido will strike you like a venom through your veins.
the urge to sink his cock into you will be deliciously sated with almost angry whines leaving your mouth.
anger at how the new weight feels, at how your shirts are ruined by milk and sweat, and at how your fingers can’t get you off despite your raging hormones.
“fuck, satoru. go… fucking harder!”
and what kind of man would he be to deny either of you the pleasure you do desperately need?
“that’s my girl. say, how about when these two are in school I fill you with another one?”
he smiles, watching you lose yourself.
you were always the more serious of the two and nothing strokes his ego more than the pornographic moans that you sing out as your sweet cunt suck in more and more of his huge cock.
“i can’t help it, cutie.” he quickens his pace, your eyes rolling back as his larger body pins your plush, squirting form.
“you’re so extra sweet and tight like this. and all those old timers get to see you nice and full with the next gojo heirs.”
‘what a show off.’ is what you’d try to think, if you could at all think about anything other than how deep he fucks you.
“and everyone knows that i fill you up. that my pretty girl is all full of my babies. can’t wait to give you more. course i’ll be jealous of them getting so much of mommy’s time. but then I’ll savor the time we do get alone even more. t’ fuck you, nice and round.”
if it means you get fucked into leaving his pretty, pink cock covered in slick until you fall to his literally infinite stamina - maybe you wouldn’t mind another kid, then.
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