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betamale4ever · 7 months
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Pussyeater.
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slvttyplum · 16 days
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before you and suguru got together, the both of you would hook up… a lot, and even before hooking up, he would always ask to eat you out, if you had to take a guess as to how many times he asked you, it was more than ten.
suguru knew you had good pussy; he needed your taste on his tongue and lips; he needed to taste you over and over again. he never craved anyone more than he craved you, texting you at three in the morning to see if you finally changed your mind.
it was a random saturday that you finally gave in, but he of course had to take you on a date first, and he did. took you out to eat, did the whole thing, and then when he took you back to his place, he was face first in your pussy.
he was salvating the entire time he was with you; he craved you, and now that he had you, he was going to make sure that you never ran away or tried to duck him again. 
suguru had a pillow underneath your lower back and had your thighs pushed up with his finger nails digging into you, his tongue spreading over your folds with his saliva dripping down them. 
it was just what he wanted; your taste was indescribable, and even though he was currently in it and licking it every which way, he couldn’t get your taste out of his mind, that’s when he knew he needed more of you each and every day. 
so this turned into a regular thing, you on your back while he was eating you out until your eyes were rolling back and your stomach was hurting from how hard you were sucking in from the pleasure he was giving it, his tongue was magic. 
suguru knew there was going to be a time in his life where he needed to be an eater twenty-four seven, meaning he had to make sure his jaw was working correctly, and his eating skills were right. 
that’s why he spent most of his hookups just eating the other person out; he didn’t just become an eater out of the blue; this was hard, dedicated work, and it was all worth it when he finally tasted you for the first time. 
he always wondered why he was always so caught up on eating pussy and why it satisfied him so much to the point he could go on for hours and hours and be good off of it. It’s because he developed an oral fixation. 
licking your pussy and having your juices melt into his tongue like ice cream was something he craved most of the day. your taste was foreign to him, yet he knew how you belonged on his tongue and no one else's. that's why he had to eat you out until you were hitting his head and telling him to stop. 
he would wake up in the middle of the night "dehydrated,” telling you to sit on your face or pulling you into a vacant bathroom during an event and lifting your dress up just to pull your pants to the side and eat you out until your fluids and his saliva mixed together and fell onto the floor. 
he would eat you out for three hours without missing a beat, and until you were physically crying or telling him to stop, he was never going to. that’s why you had to come up with a safe word to let him know that you were serious and to get off of you. it made him sad, but he knew you couldn’t take it like he wanted you to; that’s why he wanted to train you. 
training you was the only way you could deal with him eating you out for hours and not stopping. It's not his fault that you had a taste that he couldn’t keep out of his mouth, so he had to help you for the sake of both of you. 
telling you to take it even if you were on the verge of squirting; he didn’t care if you had to squirt; he would tell you to do it right in his mouth, because that’s what he craved and all he wanted from you; that’s how he knew he was doing a great job. 
over time, your pussy didn’t get "used" to the feeling at all; if anything, your pussy just became more sensitive. that was a good thing in his book; he loved that your pussy was so sensitive that you squirmed every time his tongue went over your clit. 
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curvykittyyssmutfics · 4 months
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pervyroomate!Satoru who can't believe his luck when you answer his online ad for a roomate: "What made you seek out a male roommate, honey? Ain't cha scared the big bad wolf is gonna get ya in your sleep?" You scoff with a heavy eye roll. "Fuck no." He can't stop the smile slowly forming on his pretty face. 'Ya should be.' He thinks, already imagining how'd look naked and squirming beneath him as he made you cry on his cock.
pervyroomate!Satoru that despite his amazing mouth-watering muscles, he mostly watched as you move your belongings into his spacious 2 bd apt: "What the fuck, Gojo? You specifically demanded I not hire movers as you're 'stronger than any of those limp dick fuckers.'" You can't see how he leans against the wall amused, arms crossed and intently staring at the way your small cotton shorts gets lost between your plump brown ass cheeks as you struggle takin boxes to your new bedroom. "Sorry, the views just so damn spectacular. Lookin so fuckin good, baby." Your cheeks warm in embarrasment as you abandon the heavy box, rush into the room and slam the door. Satoru only chuckles, fixin his raging boner as he heads downstairs to get the rest of your stuff.
pervyroomate!Satoru does anything he can in the upcoming weeks to rile you up by any means: "Gojo, put on some goddamn clothes for christ sake. My girls are gone be here soon and none of em wanna see that fuckin shit." You grumble as you sit on the couch and turn on the Netflix app. He laughs heartily, dramatically ploppin down next to you. Its impossible not to notice how his naked chest ripples, how low his black briefs sit on his hips. His hypnotic ocean blue eyes linger on your thick cocoa thighs before meeting your gaze. "Fabrications. Your BFF cornered me in our kitchen just the other day.. Damn near begged me to dick her down. Wanted so bad to tell her I'm savin that for you." He leans in close to your stunned face to whisper his last sentence and gets up, heading to his bedroom. Your left starin at his spot on the couch with wide eyes and wet panties.
pervyroomate!Satoru purposely switched out the dark shower curtain a few months into you moving in with a clear one, finding any reason to disturb your alone time: "Hey y/n, need to brush my teeth real fast." Doesn't bother knocking, quickly stepping in before you have time to cover your wet body. His eyes seem a shade darker as he scans up and down your soapy, naked frame. A small 'fuck' escaping his pretty lips as he stares unashamed. "Gojo, what the hell?!" You screech, arms quickly covering your glistening breasts as you cup your other hand over your pussy. You could literally melt on the spot at the way she clenches at his intense gaze. "Get the fuck out!" The damn pervert looks on for a moment longer, actually having the audacity to palm his cock a few times. "Okay okay, baby, damn. Why you gotta be like that? You showed me yours, don't you want me to show you mine?" He asks with pouty lips as he finally backs out the bathroom, arms raised in surrender. You stop shielding your tits to throw a bar of dove soap at his stark white locks. He only chuckles, quickly shutting the door to avoid impact. "Fuckin creep, Gojo!!"
pervyroomate!Satoru flirts with you relentlessly, crossing every boundary and every line over the next few months: "You gettin the snacks, babe?" Satoru calls from the front room. You roll your eyes at the pet name before you feel a stinging SMACK! to your plump behind. "Ow, Gojo! You fuckin asshole. Quit it!" You swat at the childish nuisance but he dodges your attack easily, leaning against the kitchen counter a few feet away. Fuckin guy has spent the better part of the day smackin your ass while yelling 'Smack Ass Friday!' like a damn teenager. "Awe, come on pretty! Love watchin how your ass bounces when I do it." He coos at you before swerving a bag of doritos you quickly chuck his way. "Boy, I don't give a fuck. You touch it again and you're goin down." It's insulting how lightly he takes your threat; walking right up, grabbin a handful of each ass cheek and smashing your hips together. His half hard dick feels chubby as fuck against you, girth of him makin you gasp and clutch as his shoulders. Your insides clench at the feelin of him pressed against you. "Fuck, I been waitin to go down on you. Name the time and place sweetheart." He tells you sweetly, swiping his thumb across your bottom lip, kissing you on the cheek and retreating to the living room. Damn this man must love leaving you speechless, heart and pussy fluttering to his dirty words.
pervyroomate!Satoru notices how much you love how he smells: whether it's his natural scent or cologne. You take his shirts without his permission too often, only wantin the ones he'd previously worn. Loves how he comes home late one night and catches you in one of his stolen white t-shirts. Neckline pulled up to your nose, tittes jiggling wildly underneath as you play with yourself. He stares between the crack of your bedroom door, hand swiftly squeezin at his dick as he watches you mindlessly rub yourself over your underwear. y/e/c eyes shut tight, quietly moaning his name like a fuckin prayer. "Toruuuuu! Fuh-uuuck Satoru, love how you smell. Mmmm, soooo good. Want you so m-much, need you to fuck me Toru!" His mouth hangs wide open as he humps his hand faster atop his light blue jeans, absolutely entranced how you frantically rub at your throbbing lil pearl. "Ahhhh! Oh my god, Toru please!" He's so greatful for a front row seat to witness you cum like a fuckin virgin. Fuck are you one?Can't help his deranged whisper as he commits the scene to memory. "That's it, baby. Cum for me. Fuck.. I know that lil pussy's so gushy for me right now. Can't wait to see it up close, gonna make her cream all over me pretty girl." Head pushed back into your fluffy pink pillow, pretty y/h/c hair splayed out makin you look like a goddess in the throes of passion to him. "Wanna cum on your cock, Satoruuuu!" His shirt rides up on you, showing him how your tummy pudge jiggles as your body convulses into an arch. You bite your lip to muffle the rest of your pleasure. It's okay. The sight is enough for Satoru. He paints the inside of his new jeans immediately, free hand cupped over his mouth as his eyes roll back, his hips repeatedly jerking his clothed spasming cock into the palm of his hand.
pervyroomate!Satoru who asks you the nastiest shit just to see you sexually flustered: You're in bed reading, back against the headboard with Satoru's head in your lap. Your hand carelessly cards through his soft hair, nails lightly scratchin at his scalp. So cute the way he whines at you to continue everytime you accidentally pause as you get to a good part in your book. "Hey baby?" His voice so innocent that you know for a fact the next words outta his mouth are gonna be filthy as fuck. "Yeah?" "How come you only call me Satoru when you're on your back, fingers in that pretty lil pussy?" His tone is laced with the genuine wonder of a child asking a simple question. Your jaw might as well be on the floor. "G-Gojo!" Shocked exclamation half accusatory, half scolding. "What? I really wanna know, y/n. Sound as pretty as you looked in my shirt when you moan it like you did the other night; made me cum so hard listenin." He's lookin up at you upside down but you're absolutely mortified, using your book to hide your face. What do you even say to him right now? "Aww, baby don't be shy. I do it when I think about you too. Cept I usually have a pair of your panties up to my nose." He shares with you happily and unapologetic, pulling the book from your fingers to toss it to the floor. "I wanna hear you say it like that again." Turning on his belly to leer at your clothed pussy through your tiny bottoms. Your breath picks up in anticipation, starin as his fine ass leans foward and gives a slow lick from slit to clit. The urgent, intense sensations has you squealing out his name as you slide both hands into his hair. "Satoruuu!" Slidin your shorts to the side, admiring your moist plump pussy lips. "Fuck baby, say it again. Just like that." He commands you, latching onto your sensitive lil button. All you can do is comply, buckin into his mouth as you wail 'Satoru' over and over to the damn heavens.
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l4ndonorriz · 9 days
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LANDO NORRIS PUSSY EATING KING
SMUT 18+, MINORS DNI
notes: sat down to write and then forgot how to type words LMAO anyway this is the first proper thing i posted on her so enjoy it ! 🤍
words: 492
warnings: smut, oral (fem. receiving), slight dacryphillia if you squint, female reader, little bit of hair pulling, hickeys and bruises, cum eating
would drag you down the bed by your hips, spreading your legs so his beard could tickle your inner thighs with kisses and little hickeys
he would take his time to the point of you groaning at his patience, but he’s just getting started
he would either hold your legs up so you were bent in half for him, or allow them to wrap around his head, your thighs squeezing his ears so hard that they rang.
definitely would spit on your cunt, watching his fluids mix with yours as they dripped down your ass cheeks to soak the sheets.
would 100% enjoy sucking your juices up more than you do
he’s moaning into your sensitive folds, the vibrations sending you straight to heaven as your head falls back onto the bed sheets
would suck your clit terribly slowly, delving two long fingers into your drooling hole, fucking them into you at a merciless pace leaving you sobbing for him to let you have some sort of release.
possible thumb in asshole guy
he would think it’s funny when he thrusts his thick thumb inside and you immediately roll your hips into him more, repeating “please Lan” like a prayer
every time you pull on his little curls he would grin against your cunt, nipping at your little bud leaving your eyes rolling back
he’s messy! watching him is the same as watching a lion eat its prey, messy. your slick covering his face, your thighs, your ass, the bed-
or if you’re sat on his face he would hold you down as if he had a death wish, wouldn’t stop when you start crying.
would shove his tongue inside of you and drink you up from the insides out.
every time his nose nudges your clit he laughs smugly at your whines, his voice muffled by your flesh.
ARROGANT LITTLE SHIT HE IS
revels in your cries
only stops sucking and kissing and licking and fucking to mutter dirty little words into your hole
“that’s right baby, keep moaning my name like that”
“good girl, telling the neighbours whose treating you right.”
“whose making you cum? hmm?”
it’s him.
he would so get off on your pussy leaking down his face, he’s nearly coming dry from the mere thought.
would have a grip on your ass hard enough to leave little lando shaped bruises the next day
would hold your hips down and move them, grinding your pussy on his face because he knows damn well you are too weak to do it yourself.
and when you cum he shoves two fingers into your puffy, creamy cunt to scoop out your mess, making such a show of rolling his fingers on his tongue to eat his pretty girl’s cum.
smirks up at you from below you because he knows how good he is that that shit.
“let’s go again?”
your shaking limbs spread in a silent agreement.
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simpforell1e · 9 months
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NSFW AUDIO
OF ELLIE WILLIAMS
(+18 audio !!)
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first audio create by me ofc,
I had to take several breaks bc ellie's moans are just FUCKING INCREDIBLE.
(even if she's in pain lmao🫣)
Anyway it's a bit short sorry, but hope u like it, have fun 🤗
( second audio here ;)
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hizzygizzy · 8 months
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Unrequited Love?
Part 1/?
Part 2
Summary: I'm not really good at summarys but basically, reader has a crush on wanda but wanda ignores reader idk😭
Notes: this is my first time writing a fanfic, please tell me if I made any mistakes. Also English isn't my first language so it might have some grammar mistakes
High school AU
“Hey, Wanda!” I greet my classmate as she walks past me with a sigh, once again not bothering to acknowledge me. This has been going on for some time now: whenever she sees me, Wanda rolls her eyes in my direction and continues walking, treating me as if I’m unworthy of even being acknowledged.
I just want to be friends with Wanda, but there’s something about me that’s rubbing her the wrong way. Maybe she thinks I’m trying to compete with her as the most popular girl at the school.
That's what my friends said.
"Give it up, Y/N.” Yelena sighs, "You're just making a fool out of yourself at this point."
"True," Kate agrees, chuckling, "She probably thinks you're trying to steal her spotlight as the most popular girl here at NYH."
"I can't!" I groan at my friends, as they peer at me, confused by my attachment to Wanda.
"What do you like about her anyway?" Kate asks. Her tone is half playful, half teasing, but there's also a sense of genuine concern about my well-being.
"I.... I don't know," I mumble, embarrassed to admit the truth. Something about Wanda pulls me toward her like a magnet. I can't explain it, but I feel like I'm in her orbit, drawn to her without reason or restraint.
As the bell rings signalling the end of lunch, my friends and I disperse, heading off to our respective classes.
I hurry off to class, thinking about what my friends had said to me. What is it about Wanda that draws me to her so much? Or are they right that I'm only making a fool of myself by obsessing over a girl who clearly isn't interested in me?
I sigh and shake my head, hoping I'll be able to focus on my work in class. But it seems like Wanda is always on my mind, no matter what I do.
"L/N?" Professor Fury calls, snapping me out of my reverie.
"Huh?" I blink, confused.
"I asked you a question," he continues, "are you going to answer or are you too busy daydreaming?"
I flush red in embarrassment as my classmates snicker around me.
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I stood there, embarrassed and unable to answer Professor Fury's question.
"Anyone like to help L/N here?" he asked the class, to no response.
It seemed like an eternity of silence.
Then, to my surprise, Wanda stood up to help me. Her emerald green eyes met mine briefly before she looked away, answering Professor Fury's question correctly.
I sat back down when she finished, my face burning with embarrassment. Was I embarrassed that I had failed to answer the question? Or was I just flustered that Wanda had looked at me?
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Class finally ended, and people quickly left the room. I gathered my things quickly and saw Wanda leaving, so I hurried over to catch up with her.
"Wanda!" I called out, hurrying up beside her as she walked out the door. "Hey," I panted, relieved to finally be near her.
She sighed, visibly annoyed as she squeezed her eyes shut. Turning to face me, she opened her eyes and spoke: "What?"
"Why did you do that?" I ask, ignoring her annoyance. "why did you help me?"
"Help you with what?" she asks, annoyed.
Is she being oblivious right now?
"Help me with the question." I rolled my eyes
Wanda looked away, trying to find an answer.
After a moment of silence,
She looked back at me and I swear I saw her blush.
"I-" Wanda finally let out, but is interrupted by my friend Yelena shouting "Y/N!"
I turn to my friend, "Hey." Yelena greets me, "Sorry but I can't walk with you home later, me and Kate are gonna have a 'friendly' date." Yelena explains, leaving little room for doubt as to what she means
"Yeah yeah, whatever. Bros before bitches, I guess," I roll my eyes and hit her arm playfully laughing together.
As Yelena leaves, I turn back to Wanda only to find her gone.
"Thanks, i suppose" i roll my eyes throwing my head back in annoyance.
Guys idk if I should continue this so please let me know hrhrhrh😭😭
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twizzledx · 2 years
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Gojo the pussy eater (fwb)
Gojo your best friend half the time, the person you could cry on his shoulder after a breakup, go to the amusement park, drink coffee with at the cafe, or even crashing at your place. But the other half of the time your lover; the one that loves your pussy.
God if someone asks what his favorite meal was he would say your pussy and he wasn't lying.
And not only does he enjoy it but he craves it, busting your door open for you to whine at him to be careful, but him not listening and just pushing you on the couch for his favorite meal after a long hard day...
He loved how you squirmed and pushed his head deeper into your clit begging and grinding on his face as he smirks because he knows hes the only one that can make you feel this way.
Your panties all wet with your slick as he snaps them off
"you look so pretty all hot and bothered" and with that he would play with your clit with his tounge first, teasing you not entering and when your just at the tip of euphoria he stops and gives you a sloppy kiss, just so you can taste yourself on his tounge. All Gojo really needs is his mouth to make you cum, his hands preoccupied preventing your legs from squishing his face.
And he loves you yanking his hair, trying to push him to where you need him most and hes just grinning at you because your to weak from pleasure to really put enough force, but he finds it cute you try.
tw: cheating
Oh but what Gojo hates most... is when your with your boyfriend on the couch as he sloppily makes out with you. Gojo is just leaning on the door sneering, because the only thing he could think right now is that he could do it better. So when your boyfriend leaves you unattended Gojo can't wait to make you feel better. He pins you down as your whimpering for him, but telling him you can't, all while your hands are pulling him closer. His mouth hovers over your exposed clit as hes licking up and down while he grips your things..
He doesn't need to feel jealous for long, no, your boyfriend may have claimed your lips but he claims your pussy.
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notreallyhere666 · 1 month
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kinda wanna eat a pussy
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skzshiplore · 5 months
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DANCE ENVY
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They’d told you he was the toughest dance instructor but he was also the best. Which is why you chose him anyways… You’d be able to settle for having your ass chewed out if it meant you’d finally be able to dance.
You were a tough cookie so you could handle it.
You’d expected him to be crass. Which he was. Mean asf but an insanely talented dancer. Nice thighs but that wasn’t the point
It’s been two months now and you were definitely better but you weren’t world class, not at all competition ready.
It was nearing the end of practice when you’ve fucked up that last 8 count for the fifth time that day and your Instructor ‘Lee’s’ had about enough of your bull shit.
Out of the corner of your eye you see him approaching you when you feel the heat radiating from his body as he yells at you like a drill instructor “I don’t know what the fuck you have going on today but we’ve been working on this number for a month and you still can’t keep your feet from fucking up . Is there something wrong with them? Should I have them cut off and worked on for reprogramming or do you think you can get your head out of your ass and figure it out? Get your shit together I’m not gonna tell you again.”
You could see the vein protruding from his neck as he yelled at you. You should have been scared. That was pretty harsh.
You should have been either looking him in the eye or not at all. Yet you couldn’t help but watch the way his vein revealed itself underneath his skin.
Oh yea and because you knew what happened when he got mad (specifically at you) so you did it one last time hoping to flip that final switch in his head.
“Let’s hit that 8 count one last time from the top!” he demanded from his position at the front of the room as he counted down. With the slightest smirk you mised the last two steps and fumbled.
Exhausted it seems he dropped his head and dismissed everyone for the day. The rest of the class gathered their stuff and began to file out of the studio. As you grabbed your bag or pretended to, you heard him call for you “hey you.. don’t go anywhere”
You knew what was to come and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t already wet from that yelling fit he had earlier. As the last student left the studio your heard him command you to lock the door then head back towards him. As you reach his space he swiftly grabs you by the arm and spins you in front of him so that your back is flush to his front and you’re both facing the mirror.
With one hand around your waist and his free hand around your neck he growls in your ear “so you like pissing me off huh?” He bites into the side of your neck pulling a wet gasp out of you. You can feel his hard cock fitting perfectly between your ass.
“You like acting incompetent so that I turn you into a cocksleeve?” He asks.
You don’t answer so he shoves his Hand into your sweats and rubs your clit with a harshness that sends a shock through your body. “Answer me. I haven’t even pulled my cock out and you’re already gone I knew you’d be a cockslut the moment I saw you”
Without giving you a chance to respond he uses the hand that’s in your sweats to pull them down without further hesitation. You didn’t even have the chance to realize he’d also pulled his pants down because he was bending you over and lining up his big hard cock with your wet cunt.
Without so much as a warning he slides in deep with a low fuck leaving his throat. He shows no mercy as he starts snapping his hips to the rhythm of the song y’all had been practicing for the last month.
The music wasn’t even playing but you both practiced it so much it was engraved in your souls. Absolutely breathless you feel like you’re about to fall and he notices. He grabs you by the neck and pulls you up toward him. You grab hold of one of his biceps for stability ass he fucks into your hot wet cunt recklessly.
He gets closer to growl into your ear “look at you. A mess all over my cock. Pretending you don’t know the choreo just so I’d fuck your pretty pussy senseless? Such a cockslut for me. So wet , so tight you make it so hard for me to keep my composure.I might have to kick you out because I can’t keep getting hard in the middle of my dance classes. Nor can I keep ending them early just to fuck you. You’re messing me up.”
You quickly begin to reach your peak and he can tell by the way you clench around him. “Go ahead baby let go. I know you can’t wait to be filled with my cum. Gonna fuck you so full you’ll be leaking all the way home” that was all it took to push you over the edge. You came so hard you couldn’t breathe. As your pussy convulsed over his cock he too reached his peak doing exactly as he promised and fucked you full of his hot seed.
As you both came down from your highs he stayed buried inside you as a human plug. He starts kissing down your neck and rubbing soothing circles on your belly. “ you know if you wanted me to fuck you all you had to do was ask. You don’t have to play dumb to get what’s already yours baby. You know I hate yelling at you especially in-front of the class”
There’s something about role playing like this that makes things fun. You and Lee know had an interesting relationship. The two of you had been together for about a year and a half now and you were both obsessed with each other. It wasn’t enough to see each other at home or when you went out on dates but you’d taken every opportunity to be in his space anywhere he was. He did the same.
Having a “wfh” job definitely allowed flexibility for you to go anywhere with him. Neither of you would have it any other way. When he took on this part time job of being a dance instructor it had taken up too much of his time.
You didn’t particularly enjoy that yet you’d never stop him from doing something he loves. So, you compromised. Mimi gets to keep his little job and you still get to be fucked dumb over his cock whenever you felt like it. Pretending to be an inexperienced dancer to spend time with him was the perfect front.
You weren’t at all a noob. Definitely not a professional like he was but you could do a little one, two when necessary. He knew that and that’s part of what made the little tiny bomb in his brain tick when you “messed up”.
When the end result it this?? How could you complain. It’s probably your best idea yet.
Even now that he’s don’t being rough with you he trails sweet kisses from the base of your neck up to your cheeks while he rubs your belly. Mumbling praises and promises of making you a mother one day. He had a breeding kink obviously but so did you. It’s hot.
As he slips out of you, you both watch his cum drip from your cunt down your legs. “Mmh I should help you clean up huh? Can’t walk out of here with cum stained sweats, I don’t need people knowing what’s happening” he mumbles into your neck.
“It would definitely be nice. I hate sitting in cum. Your car seats are cloth by the way try not to forget” you remind him. Without a word he spins you around, drops to his knees and throws one of your legs over his shoulder.
With a feline like gaze he looks you in the eye and states “I don’t give a fuck about those seats and you know it. I just wanted an excuse to eat you out” before devouring your sensitive pussy.
It’s times like this that you’re thankful he makes you go to the gym with him. Core strength is vital for your survival.
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curvykittyyssmutfics · 2 months
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Dad's Best Friend ft. Kishibe
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dbf!Kishibe who's been your father's bff for over 25 years and loves you more than anything in the world: Coddles and shows you a gross amount of affection, like you're not a whole grown ass woman. Let's you plop in his lap evertime he comes over for a drink, ignoring your father's taunts bout your neediness. Dark eyes glued the tv, absentmindely rubbing circles on your back as you nuzzle into his neck. Ignorant to the sheer will it takes you not grind onto his soft cock. "Okay there, sweets? You keep squirming.. Won me ta hold you closer?" You nod, warmth spreading through your body when Kishibe tightens his embrace.
dbf!Kishibe isn't big on conversation but thinks it's adorable how you ramble on about any and everything to him: Just random shit. From your favorite celeb gossip to simple girl talk, you keep his attention for hours. Only his girl can get him caught up on the most recent trash reality tv shows that he never intends to watch. Unless you ask him to of course. Kishibe lends a honest ear, asks questions, and provides commentary when needed. "Baby, I can't be the only person you got to talk to right now. Its 2am. Know I have work early in the mornin." He groans from his end of the phone. "Yeah, but I haven't seen you inna few days. I miss youuu. Wanna hear your voice." Kishibe sighs. He knows that's only a half truth. Also knows he won't be gettin off the phone anytime soon. "That right? Think you just wanna tell me what happened on the next episode of.. What was it?" He teases. "It's called Baddies! See? You never listen!" Kishibe rolls his eyes. "Uh huh. That must be why you on my line right now. tsk. Go on and tell me what happened on ya lil show before I go to sleep on yo ass." "Okay, okay! Geez.."
dbf!Kishibe has always treated you like his princess, but you're older now, and very aware of his Queen treatment: All begins when he notices you real down for a few days. Doesnt wanna pry so he starts wakin you up to compliments and affirmations through text. Even as a man of few words, he thinks it's important you know how smart, kind and pretty you are. You're worth simply can't be measured to Kishibe, and he needs you to understand that. Doesn't care if your dad's around or who hears how special he thinks you are. "Fuckin aced my exam!" You exclaim one late afternoon, slidin through the kitchen after gettin back from uni. Kishibe and your father wait for you, posted at the breakfast bar. Kishibe arms squeeze tight inna hug while your dad opts for high five and small tickle to your side. "So fantastic, sweetheart! Knew you could do it. Always been too smart for your own good." Kishibe chuckles at your pout. "Know what? Let's go out. We gotta celebrate our girls milestone." But your dad scoffs. "Milestone? It's just a test, Kish. She takes em all time." "Dad, it's not just a test. I studied hard as hell for this one. It's a large chunk of my grade." Kishibe slings an arm round your shoulders, holdin up your exam papers before chiming in again. "Come on, old man. She passed with flying colors. Our girl could be a doctor or some shit. Never know. I say she deserves some special treatment." "Then you take her. Work drained all this old man's energy. I'm goin to sleep. Great job again, y/n. Proud of you." With a kiss to your forehead, he's off to bed. Kishibe doesn't let you wallow though. Pulls you in close to whisper in your ear. "Three's a crowd anyway, sweet thing. Go put on somethin black and tiny. Let's go do somethin fun tonight."
dbf!Kishibe only pretends to be oblivious to your little crush on him: He doesn't mind his gorgeous girl's longing stares or subtle flirting. Teases the fuck out you by purposefully acting clueless. Wants to see how far you'll go with your little infatuation. And it's a full time job. So Kishibe finds any reason to sleep over whenever he can. "Babygirl?" He calls for you naked and wet through the cracked bathroom door. "Bring me my towel, please. Left it on the bed." You comply, not realizing the treat you're in store for. Jaw dropping seeing his pretty dick for the first time. It's not hard but it's still so thick. A nice medium toned flesh colored shaft, mushroom tip dark pink and flaring wide. Its fuckin perfect. "H-here.. Here you go." "Thanks." Kishibe takes the towel, sexy grin appearin how your gaze never wavers from his cock. He's startin to stiffen- and drip more than water from your lusty stare . "Careful, honey. You're wakin the beast. Can't do that when your dad's around."
dbf!Kishibe loves to spoil you rotten: Takes you shoppin, gets your nails and hair done, puts gas in you car. Whatever you desire is at your finger tips. All you gotta do is flutter your lashes and pout your full lips and Kishibe is bending to your every will: "The fuck you need this for?" His words a nasty growl when you interrupt him workin on your dad's car to shove your phone into his face and show him a skimpy lavender lingerie set. "Thought you said pretty girls deserve pretty things." You whine, stomping your foot when Kishibe scoffs and bends under the hood to resume his task. "I'm not buyin that shit for you to show some lil fuck boy in your class, y/n." How dare he! You were absolutely repulsed by your first taste of fuck boy and only have eyes for him. "Not for anyone, Kishi. Just thought it would look good on me. Don't you?" He glances up, eyes raking over every inch of you. Fuck yeah, he does. Plus, Kishibe just can't take the soft vulnerable face you put on once he meets your gaze. Or the thought of that flimsy scrap of lace wrapped round your frame. "Fine, y/n." He takes his wallet out and tosses it to you. "You better get one in my favorite color- nah. Scratch that. Get one of each. And do same day shipping. I want a picture of it on you by tonight."
dbf!Kishibe does random pop ups when your left home alone for extended amounts of time: Knows your father works hard and promises to take good care of their little girl when he's away. Though this time, you don't expect him anytime soon since Kishibe texts he'll be comin by late tonight. When he finally does arrive, his idea of surprising you with your favorite dish doesn't quite go as planned. He let's himself in with the spare key and tip toes to your room but your not there. After a quick search, he finds you in the guest room and is stunned into silence. You're tangled in the sheets on your hands and knees, hardly covered in that damn pastel purple scrap of lace, slowly fuckin your puffy chocolate puss with a pink dildo. Clearly you hadn't washed the covers from Kishibe's overnight stay the way you inhale them, arch deepening and puttin your most delicate areas on display to his greedy gaze. The little show you put on has his girth raging stiff for you in record time. "Uhn! Oh, Kishibeee! Uhh, uhh, uhh! Stuff me till I can't take it. Need your fat cock to ruin me, Kishi!" His ears burn hot listening to you as he stares intently between your beautiful brown thighs, mouth watering for a taste. Swollen cock won't stop twitchin, precum already drippin in anticipation. "Yeees! Feed this pussy that dick, give it to me! So fuckin wet for you, know it'll slide right in." Your brows pinch, nose scrunching as you fuck yourself a bit quicker. Little puss drooling from the stretch, squelching loud from the swift pumps. "Wish you were here.. Ahh! Don't wanna -mmm- wait anymore. Want you to h-hold me down.. Fuck me like onahole, Daddy!" The fuck?! Kishibe groans quietly at your slutty pleas. Fuck, you're askin for it. His dick throbs widly from how feral you're behaving, even though the dildo's barely half way in. "Ohfuh- Kishibe!Fuckfuckfuck! 'S so big, splitting me in half! Fill me up just like that.. Haah, so close! Gonna cum so much, Kishi!" Kishibe's mouth drops open, grip on your dinner involuntarily loosening a bit as his groin pulses intensely. He's stuck frozen in place, totally entranced, ready to burst at the seams from the erotic visual. "Yeees.. Oh God, gonna wet up that big dick.. F-fuck me, Kishi! Fuck this pussy till I cum, make it yours Daddy! Ohmy- cummiiing! So good! Haahshit! Feels so fuckin goood!" Witnessing you gush all over your toy and sheets is his demise. Kishibe's gotta bite his bottom lip to muffle his grunts as he nuts. Pent up cock spurting cum like a fire hose as he watches you shiver, swearin and callin out to him while you fuck yourself into overstimulation.
dbf!Kishibe can't stop his dick from chubbin when your in his presence anymore, so he spends less time with you: It's always been a challenge to look and not touch but how can he do that when he hears your beautiful filthy fuckin sobs of his name ringin in his ears 24/7? The image of you cummin ingrained in his mind so fiercely, he's officially rubbed his dick raw. Thinks his hiatus will save you before he does somethin he can't take back. But then you show up on Kishibe's doorstep, hair inna messy bun, dressed in one of his old hoodies and the tiniest pair of jean shorts he's ever seen. Pretty y/e/c eyes rimmed red and teary as you yell at him for ghosting you. "..so what, replace me that fast? Can't answer my calls or texts? At least coulda responded to my fuckin email- I begged you to tell me what I did wrong! You're a fuckin piece of shit, Kishibe!" You tire yourself shoutin and bangin on his chiseled chest. End up right back in his lap, on his couch this time as he tries to console you. "I know sweetheart, I'ma fuckin jerk. Asshole like me don't deserve a perfect girl like you. Didn't do anything to me. How could you? Ain't nothin a sweet thing like you could do to push me away, you know that. Its.. It's all my fault." "Then why, Kish? Why'd you leave me? Told me.. Told me I'm you're favorite girl, that you'd always be here for me. So why can't you just tell me what's goin on? I don't get it.. Or at least my dad. He's your best friend." Kishibe sighs, shakin his head. "Yeah, I know that. But how in the hell do I tell my best bud that I watched our girl fuck her own brains out while screamin for me to use her like a onahole? Hmm? And that I actually almost did. Was two seconds from pushin your head into the sheets so I could breed that inexperienced lil pussy all night long." You tense on his muscled thigh for the briefest of moments. "Had to stay away, y/n. I went too far.." The fuck he did. Didn't go far enough. And how could you not realize he saw the lewd display? Even with pretendin to arrive a good while after, he couldn't take his gaze from you the entire evening. Finally.. At last it feels like your advances are gettin you somewhere. "And?" You stand up, lookin down on his fine ass. "And? Wha- ... Fuck you mean and?" Kishibe stares up at you incredulously, tongue swipin over his bottom lip when his eyes do a swift dart to your smooth mocha thighs.
"Did you really think we'd just endlessly flirt forever? Geez Kishi.. Don't make me have to spell it out for you. Supposed to be this big strong devil hunter." You pull off your hoodie, revealing your bare chest. Undoin your bun, messy 30 inch waves tumble down your shoulders and back. "Y/n, baby, wait. Let's talk bout this." "Looks like you wanna do more than talk, Kish." Fuck, your right. Kishibe's so fuckin hard. Even though that should be impossible after how much he's nutted to you these past 2 weeks. But your tits are so damn pretty and he really wants to play with the cute cherry piercings dangling from your stiff dark peaks. Still, Kishibe attempts one last play at 'the good guy' when you go to push down your shorts. "Don't." It's a weak protest. "Please, babygirl. Don't do this.. I'm only a man." Your bottoms hit the floor as you giggle, pussy clenchin at his dick visibly beatin against his slacks. "And I'm a woman, Kishibe. Your woman." He groans a low "Fuck yes." fists balling when you crowd him, settin your painted toes on the edge of the couch; the angle spreadin your glistening cocoa cunt for him. "You know.. Lately, you don't listen to me very well, Kishi. And we've both know I've always been very concise about my wants and needs." Two fingers creep to move in and out of your hot lil snatch, free hand fisting at his short blonde tips as you effortlessly fall into a slow deep rythym. "So I need- mmm.. Need you to listen like you used to.. You can do that for me, yeah?" Kishibe's dying to replace his digits with yours. Swallows hard watchin you scissor your fingers before strokin your coochie a bit quicker. The generous amount of slick provides a nice wet plap plap to fill the air. "But you hear me now, right Daddy?" Fuck it! He can't fight against it anymore. Lips dam near teleportin round your poundin clit, eyes closing in bliss as he nods and nurses your sensitive nub. "Kishibe!" His big hands grab your ass and hold you against his incessant mouth, dick ready to buss from your shrieks and the taste of your creamy cookie. Yeah, Kishibe hears you all alright.
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faerieprincessslut · 3 months
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I just need to shove his lovely face under my slutty lil skirt so he taste the juices already between my thighs and just grind my needy clit against his tongue until I cum all over his face xoxo
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hizzygizzy · 8 months
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Unrequited Love?
Part 2(DISCONTINUED) lol
Part 1
Note: idk why this took hours, not proofread I'm so sorry in advance. Also bad writing
It's been three days since I last spoke to Wanda, and in the time since, I've tried to strike up a conversation with her whenever I see her. I searched for her in the cafeteria, the hallways, and wherever else, but time and time again I would find myself disappointed when I was met with her cold indifference.
She was avoiding me.
But why?
I sigh, continuing to unpack boxes of food supplies in the backroom of 7-Eleven. To free my mind from Wanda, I decide to help my uncle instead.
Just then, my uncle calls out for me.
"Y/N!" he requests. "can you watch the store for a bit? I gotta run to Ikea to get new seal rings and parts." He sighs, smacking the slush machine in an attempt to make it work, frustration evident on his face. "The damn thing is leaking again."
"Sure, yeah" I reply to him smiling before he left.
Time passes, and I continue serving customers who walked in.
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"Is that all?" I ask the customer as I pack the items she purchased into a paper bag.
"Yeah, thank y-" she replies, but she's quickly cut off by a loud sound, shattering glass. I turn my head to find a boy next to a broken wine bottle.
"Peter!" the woman yells, running to the boy's side. She checks him over to see if he's okay, before turning to me.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" she apologizes, and I swiftly reply, "No, it's okay!"
"Peter, what did I tell you about running around?" the lady scolds. With a sigh, she places her palm to her face in disappointment.
"It's alright," I assure them. "I can clean these up." I look at the boy, who stands awkwardly, too ashamed and embarrassed to raise his head. He merely looks down at his shoes.
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After returning to the counter and being tipped $60 for the wasted wine and trouble, I sighed in frustration and went to the backroom to get a mop.
Cleaning the mess quickly, I returned to the backroom to return the mop before promptly bumping into the shelf at the back of the counter. "shit!" I curse my clumsiness
I then had to pick up the products that fell to the ground.
As I did so, the bell at the door rang, signalling another customer had entered the store.
I ignored the bell and resumed gathering up the fallen products.
"Hey, how much are these?" I heard a familiar voice speak up.
I turned around to see who it is and was met with beautiful emerald-green eyes her emerald-green eyes
"Wanda...?" I stumbled over my words, my voice caught in my throat at the sight of Wanda standing before me, wearing an oversized black sweater that hugged her curves without it being too big and faded blue jeans that fit snuggly on her hips.
"Great..." she says, annoyed, rolling her eyes as she looks over to see me.
"What are you doing here?" I ask her, surprised. She holds up the pack of beef jerky in front of me.
Oh, right. It's a store. I facepalm myself mentally
After apologizing, I started to check the prices of the items Wanda had selected, my embarrassment growing as a tense silence settled over us.
Trying to break the awkward atmosphere, I couldn't help but smile thoughtfully as I asked her, "You like beef jerky?" hoping that would prompt a response.
Silence.
Trying to reassure her, I blurted out, "Don't worry, I like these t-"
"Can you hurry up?" Wanda demanded cutting me off, her tone cold and dismissive.
the weight of her words making me shrink back in the face of her aggression.
I quickly gathered the items she'd selected.
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After silently bagging the items, I reluctantly handed them to Wanda. She took out her wallet, paying me without another word before walking off.
Gazing after her retreating figure, I felt my heart twisting with longing, despite the cold treatment she'd given me.
Why was I so drawn to her?
What was it about Wanda that had me yearning for more?
Was it her captivating green eyes, their depth stirring my imagination? Or perhaps it was her long red hair, each strand shining with its own individual brightness, as it flowed gently down her bac- What the fuck?!
Wait...Am I falling for the woman?!
My uncle's voice broke my gaze, drawing me from my thoughts.
"I'm back," he said, surprising me as he entered with a box and a bag in his arms.
Pushing away all other thoughts, I decided to put my feelings to the side and help my uncle.
Am I forgetting something?
"Shit!" I completely forgot to ask Wanda why she had helped me the other day.
"Language!" my uncle yelled from the back room as a reminder, but with a hint of humor in his voice.
I cursed to myself again after remembering that I wasn't alone in the room and that my uncle had a low tolerance for expletives.
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simpforell1e · 9 months
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I'm sure she has to pull your hair to make you look up and watch her and tell you “good girl” during sex.
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ouijabakeoven · 3 months
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No way we been on earth for 300,000 years and this dude thinks he invented eating pussy in the 1700s
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curvykittyyssmutfics · 4 months
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pussyeater!Satoru
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A/N: okay, after finding these pics online and rewatching this scene, I'm absolutely convinced the jjk animators/artists wanted me to write this. 😆😆
pussyeater!Satoru can't stop thinkin about you. Nah, not since you gave him a taste of the sweet cream between your thighs. For fuck sakes, it had already been a month since the faculty New Year's Eve party but here he sits at work, daring anyone to interrupt him replaying the precious memory in his mind. Drinks were bountiful that evening, him even sneaking you guys an edible to split. Satoru thinks you probably don't even remember it the way he does: locked away in a tiny utility closet laying 69 style, knees on either side of his head. Tiny dress pulled up to your neck while you repeatedly pushing down on the tongue invading your insides. Your pretty red manicured fingers hold tight at his legs, mouthin at his cock incessantly. "Satoruuu! Oh baby, you're so good to me! Don't stop, need to cum so bad. Need you to make me cum soooo bad. Need you Toru!" He listens to how you moan his name just like in his dreams, the pitch of them so appealing to his steely dick. Fuck, he came twice, practically untouched, before you finally squirt in his mouth. "Ew.. Dude, take 5." Todo tells him, snapping Satoru outta his favorite daydream and back into the present. He's looking at Satoru's lap with absolute disgust, bout ready to sound off with another snarky comment but doesn't get a chance."Fuck off!" The response laced with so much venom and energy that Todo's actually knocked on his ass as Satoru brushes past him angrily.
pussyeater!Satoru doesn't understand why everytime he talks, you never make eye contact with him anymore. Really thought he'd have more access to you and your pretty lil pussy by now. He openly observes your frame as you stretch after a mission, wondering why things have changed. So different from how you affectionately gazed at him while he drank from your cunt, tugging at his hair and begging for more. Thinks you might actually have the fountain of youth between your legs; that he might seriously relapse if he doesn't get another dose. Fuck it, now or never. "Hey y/n, wanna grab somethin you eat?" He doesn't mean to lick his lips, honest! "With you?" Why the fuck are you so shocked? Makes his cute ass actually pout a bit. "Uh, yeah." "Alone?" Okay, nows he's a bit miffed. "Problem with that?" "Ummm.." You're looking at the exit, wondering how fast Satoru Gojo can run. He notices, not liking it one bit. Shit, he'd most definitely catch you. You're so embarrassed from the 'New Years incident', can't understand why the man wont let you cease to exist in peace. "Don't worry, y/n. Just food this time." He holds his arm out to you, smiling wide. His perfect white teeth make an appearance as he tries to ease your worries. Kinda works, your shoulders dropping their tense disposition as your pretty y/e/c eyes finally meet his. "K-kay Toru. Where to?" Oh he knows just the place, mouth already watering at the thought of what he was about to do to you..
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pussyeater!Satoru is a fuckin liar; lied straight through his teeth. And now he's lyin underneath you, easily holding your trembling body in place ontop his upper chest. You're face down in his pillows, ass up naked as fuck, trying to peel his lips from your clit. He didn't bother taking off a single piece of clothing himself. Additionally, he'd already made you cum explosively but refused to stop. Satoru started off his attack with you on your back, his long fingers grippin your thighs firmly to pin you in place. Another mistake of your eyes darting to his bedroom door had him switching to your current position, frantically trying to inhale your saturated pussy. "T-toru, stoooop! Can't take anymore, need a break.." You whine at him for what must be the gazillionth time, but he answers the same way he did previously. "Uh mm." Not more than a nonchalant hum. The volume of your keens go up a notch as he shakes his head left to right, heinously slurping at you. You're so sensitive from your earlier orgasm and don't know why he's treating you this way. "Whyyyy Satoru- ohfuck! Too good.. Please, whatever you want.. Do anything, please!" Now that got his attention. His dick is so fuckin hard and he's not sure how much longer he can keep from cumming when you talk to him like this. He pops off your clit and stares up at you, lower face soiled with your juices. "Anything? Do anything for me, princess? You promise?" He slowly licks your essence from his lips, eyes closing briefly in bliss at your taste. "Y-yes." Why does he think you can do a damn thing when you can't even breathe? "Quit keepin my fuckin pussy from me and I'll think about it." Swollen lips reattach to your poor abused clit, making you squeal as your thighs squeeze the sides of his head; the most perfect pillowy earmuffs in Satoru's opinion. Fuckin guy doesn't quit till you gush. Every-fucking-where. You're literally raining down on him and it's everything he's ever wanted from life. Wish he could record how you drench his sheets, shirt and pillows. His cock won't stop twitching, the sensitive tip beating against his jeans. His nasty ass watches on, ego swelling as he holds his tongue out to savor you. Literally busts his nut to the feeling and taste of you drippin into his mouth.
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"Mmm.. Taste so fuckin good. Thank you, baby."
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maximaldraws · 1 month
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A few years back, I decided she tastes like peaches.
Makes no sense, I don't care!
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