There’s Just Something About Men Who Look Like They Could Throw Me Around That Makes Me Go Insane

Being in a relationship with an older man means being a woman who's being taken care of 24/7.

Imagine this: a pair of beefy and large arms wrapped tightly around your waist while being in a meeting, walking down the street, shopping, cooking, sleeping (or while being stuffed with his thick and veiny cock inside of your warm and spongy cunt).

A man that will not let you lift a single finger. He will do everything for you and only you.

Payments, rents, shopping bags, anything you want, he will give it to you.

Like the good girl you are, your hair will be all spread over the soft pillow, tears running down your cheeks, lips all bitten and swollen, your skin glistening with sweat, breasts covered with love bites and saliva, your nipples perked sweetly and shining under the moonlight.

Your legs are wide open, big and calloused hands gripping your plushie thighs to keep them open while he was devouring your pussy in the most delicious way possible. His thick tongue lapping and circling your swollen clit, teeth occasionally nibbling your folds. You're a mess, loud moans and whines coming from your mouth, your hands tugging his hair and making him groan, sending waves of pleasure through all your body.

You buck your hips, trying desperately to push him away when he kept eating you out after your third orgasm, making him grip your thighs harder, preventing you from moving.

You wanna stop? No, you don't. But your overstimulated pussy was begging for a break. He was devouring you whole, making you arch your back off the mattress, until a fourth orgasm hit your body, your eyes roll back your skull and your legs started shaking.

Oh... A long and very cozy aftercare follows after that...

Your boyfriend holding you softly against his chest, whispering sweet nothings against your ear while rubbing your back until you fall asleep. Of course, a hardened erection grew in his pants, almost painful.

But, of course, as the sweet and caring younger girlfriend you are, you will give him the best of the mornings.

CHUBBY BUNNY

sukuna x chubby fem reader

content: 6.2k wc, no curses au, mma fighter sukuna, kinda soft sukuna, established relationship, toy usage (vibrating buttplug), oral sex (m&f receiving), gagging w underwear, a hint of a praise kink, some after care mentioned, squirting, creampie, bunny costume, sukuna also calls reader bunny, there's a camera at one point, i wrote this forever ago. also, this was originally a two parter but i'm posting it together.

shoutout to @letstalkaboutfandomsbaby for being the brilliant mind behind this.

THIS IS 18 & UP CONTENT. IT IS NOT INTENTED FOR INDIVIDUALS BELOW THE AGE OF 18.

It always amazed you how Sukuna would come out of fights with barely a scratch on him. Of course, the reason is probably because his opponents barely landed a hit on him. Sukuna didn’t lose.

His lack of losing was, of course, a relief to you. As much as you enjoyed seeing him beat the ever loving fuck out of someone, you didn’t always enjoy how you had to wait through it. Recently Sukuna’s latest hobby is to make you watch his fights whilst a small vibrator just barely stirred up your insides. The small size and the low vibrations he leaves it on (at first) were never enough to actually send you over the edge or truly please you. You would sit through multiple fights, being at the edge but not quite close to passing it.

Sometimes if Sukuna was in an especially giddy mood he’d up the vibrations in between his fights. You always knew when, as his crimson eyes would meet with yours, despite the distance and distractions between you. His fingers would just lightly brush over the remote in his bag as he reached for his bottle of water. Despite expecting it, you’d still jolt from the sudden increase. Thankfully the people around you were too focused on making bets for the next fight to notice the muffled mewls and whimpers leaving your lips.

But today Sukuna had a different idea.

You have always been his chubby bunny, but you’ve never actually dressed up as a bunny before for him. So, as a prequel to Sukuna’s gift tonight, he bought you a vibrating buttplug with a bunny tail attached to it. The skirt Sukuna requested you wear was, as expected, short. It barely covered your behind, nevermind the buttplug which only made it shorter. So you sneakily stole his black reflector jacket he wore on the way here. It was already oversized on Sukuna’s large frame, so it easily covered your plump body — coming down to the middle of your thighs.

You left the zipper of the jacket open, knowing that your exposed cleavage was a treat Sukuna greatly enjoyed whenever he caught a glimpse of you. Sukuna has always been more of an ass and thighs man, but after his first night with you, he became a you man. All of you were perfect. From your chubby cheeks to your small hands and your plump breasts and your squishy tummy. He could never get enough of it. Every part of you just fit so perfectly into his hands.

The last fight had just come to a finish. While Sukuna went to collect his reward money, you made your way to his dressing room. Him being the longtime champion earned him a private dressing room. He also insisted on it and paid for part of its construction. The main reason for it was so that he could enjoy a quick meal after his fight before heading home. His favourite hobby is eating after all.

Of course, your journey to his dressing room was slow. Your legs were weak and shaky. Thankfully nobody noticed the falters in your steps. As soon as you got to his room you grabbed onto the edge of the marble counter to hold yourself up.

A sudden increase of the vibrations had you biting back a moan. That was Sukuna’s way of telling you to get ready.

You took off the jacket you stole from Sukuna and hung it on the coat rack, your legs trembling as you had to stand on your toes to properly reach it. Once that was off, you went and bent over the marble counter, a hand on each of your plump asscheeks, pulling them apart. The lingerie Sukuna had chosen for tonight was open at the back, allowing a sinful view of the bunny tail vibrating ever so slightly from how intense the plug was going. Your cunt was barely covered, only a sheer piece of fabric between it and the cool air.

You waited patiently, writhing and whining as the vibrations became even more intense. You had no idea how strong the vibrations of this plug could get, as it was brand new and this is your first time having it in.

A sudden tug and then push of the bunny tail had you moaning much louder than you had meant to. You were concentrating so hard on not making too much noise or cumming before Sukuna was there that you hadn’t even noticed him enter the room.

“You need to be quiet, bunny. You don’t want to get me in trouble, do you?”

You whined and shook your head, biting your lip to try and hold back your moans as Sukuna continued to grind the plug into your ass. He was grinning at how wet your panties were. He let go of the tail, which left you relieved and annoyed all at once.

Sukuna wasn’t all that gentle as he tugged your panties off. He balled the fabric in his fist before pressing it to his nose, inhaling deeply. Your scent alone could send him over the edge. “Open.” The command was vague but you understood. You released your lip from between your teeth and opened your mouth, doing your best to be silent. Sukuna promptly shoved the balled up fabric into your mouth. It will do well to muffle your cries. He knew well enough that you lacked the ability to be quiet whenever he feasted on you.

“Don’t you taste delicious, bunny? You prepared my meal perfectly.” He swiftly lifted you onto the counter and turned you onto your back. “Remember to not be too loud, okay, bunny?”

You barely got to nod when he adjusted the settings for the vibrator, putting it on its most intense vibrations. Your body jerked and you arched your back, little stars clouding your vision. The orgasm was intense. You could feel your slick juices drip from your cunt to your asshole. It made you shiver.

“Now, now, bunny. Don’t go spilling my meal before I’ve even gotten a proper taste, yeah?” You could barely hear Sukuna’s voice over the ringing in your ears. God, it felt good.

Sukuna watched you for a moment more before moving to his knees, letting his mouth be level with your dripping cunt. He first indulges in your juices, licking up what had spilled from you. You were still incredibly sensitive, so the not-too-foreign heat of his tongue against you made you jolt and squirm. This only amused your lover.

Sukuna squeezed your thighs before hooking them over his shoulder. His head was comfortably buried between your thighs and his face in your cunt. He wasted no time to lap at your entrance, neglecting your swollen clit for now. He’ll get to that soon enough. You had more than enough time. He had keys for the backdoor in case you were locked in.

The vulgar slurping from between your legs had you whining. The sound only turned you on more.

Your hands had long let go of your asscheeks and were tangled in Sukuna’s jelled hair. You personally preferred when his hair wasn’t jelled and hung all floofily over his forehead. But you never complained. He was perfect either way. Plus, you took pride in the fact that you’re one of the only people who gets to see his hair down.

You attempted to speak, to beg, but your words were muffled by the fabric in your mouth. You so desperately wanted his attention to be on your clit.

Despite no words having left your mouth, Sukuna understood what you wanted. And he wasn’t going to give it to you. Yet. “Patience, bunny. Don’t rush me.” It only amused him and encouraged him to neglect your clit even more. He tongued your entrance , savouring your taste with a groan before finally letting the warm muscle enter your cunt. He couldn’t help but moan into you. Your squishy walls spasmed around him as he curled and wriggled his tongue inside you.

You arched your back even more, if that was even possible, trying your best to keep your hips from rutting into his face. You knew he wouldn’t mind it, but it was just so embarrassing.

The vibrations of Sukuna’s moans into your cunt had a much more intense effect on you than the plug that was still in you. You had honestly forgotten about it until Sukuna took the liberty of reminding you — by twisting and grinding it into you.

The simultaneous stimulation of your pussy and ass was enough to send you into your second climax. You were crying at how intense it was. Your pretty face was a mess. The eyeliner you had put on was mixing with your tears and running down the sides of your face, leaving little trails on your skin. Tears weren’t the only wetness on your face, as drool had already pooled in your mouth and was leaking past your lips. The panties stuffed in your mouth were already much too wet to absorb any of your spit.

Sukuna glanced over at your face, barely lifting his tongue from your cunt. The sight of you was really testing his restraints. He wanted nothing more than to be buried balls deep in either your tight pussy or your pretty little mouth. But he held back. He’d enjoy both once you were home. Right now his goal was to abuse a third orgasm from your twitching cunt.

When Sukuna finally decided to give your clit the attention it craved, you were a sobbing mess in front of him. Your sniffles and whimpers made his cock twitch against its restraints. He took his time to tease your clit, running the tip of his tongue over it in painfully slow licks.

A loud, but muffled cry left you as you tugged at his hair, not bothering to care if he lost a few strands with it. He’ll live. But you felt like you were going to die. Your body was already beyond overstimulated and him taking his time wasn’t making it any better.

Sukuna groaned at your actions. He gave you no time to prepare as he wrapped his lips around your swollen clit, sucking it while still abusing it with his tongue.

You were so close.

Sukuna shoving two fingers into your eager cunt was what finally pulled a third orgasm from you.

Your body twitched viciously as he pumped into your cunt. The wetness from your newest orgasm caused the most sinful sounds to leave your cunt every time he thrusts his fingers into you.

All of your shame and embarrassment vanished and you pressed his face harder against you, grinding into him. He could suffocate to death for all you cared. He’d die happy if it meant dying with his face buried into your wet cunt.

Sukuna eventually slowed his pace and removed his fingers from you, making you whine at the loss. The man had to practically pry your thighs from around his head to be able to get up.

Once he was released from your borderline-deathgrip, Sukuna turned off the vibrations from the plug, and slowly pulled it out of your ass. He then grabbed a clean towel, dampened it with water from his bottle and carefully cleaned you up. He did wait a while, knowing that your wetness would be leaking from you for a while before it would stop. He was also kind enough to help you into a clean pair of panties that gave you proper coverage.

“You did so good, bunny,” he praised and took the soaked panties from your mouth. After using the towel to wipe his face, he wrapped the panties in it. He used a clean corner of the towel to wipe your mouth and face, being careful to not press too hard. “You tasted so good, bunny. I’m so proud of my bunny.”

He tossed the balled up towel to his bag before carefully lifting you to be seated on the counter. “Can you walk?” He wasn’t surprised when you shook your head “no”. You couldn’t even get the word out. “That’s okay, bunny.” He then helped you into his jacket, zipping it up. He didn’t want your warm body to be exposed to the cold breeze outside.

He slung both your bag and his over his shoulder before lifting you up, one hand beneath your ass to support you. His other hand was used to open and close any doors. His inhumane physical strength always amazed you.

Your lovers before Sukuna could barely lift your body to change positions. But Sukuna easily tossed you around as if you were a mere ragdoll.

Soon you were on Sukuna’s lap in the backseat of his car. Uraume drove you to yours and Sukuna’s shared loft-apartment.

Despite your protests, Sukuna carried you all the way up to your shared loft-apartment. After giving in you just buried your face in his neck. You were a bit worn out from the multiple orgasms you had earlier, so it would be wise to save whatever energy you have left. Sukuna’s stamina was monstrous and you knew he was going to fuck you soon.

Sukuna placed you on the bed, being uncharacteristically gentle with you.

“Come on, bunny. I have a present for you.” Hearing that, you regained some of your lost energy. You liked — loved — gifts. Sukuna knew it would have you perked up in no time, which is why he prepared it in advance.

“You can walk, right, bunny? Go freshen up in the bathroom while I get things ready here.” Sukuna took your shoes and socks off for you before letting you go. While you were in the bathroom, he prepared the little gift he had gotten you. He spread the items out on the bed, his lips pulled into a mischievous smirk. His favourite gifts to get you were the gifts that were indirectly for himself as well.

Sukuna heard the shower turn on and let out a small groan. He didn’t mean for you to take a shower. But he guessed it wasn’t too bad. He was also in need of a shower, so maybe this was you hinting at him to shower, too. After all, if Sukuna was in the apartment and he heard the shower turn on, it wouldn’t be long before he’d be joining you — regardless of whether he was on his way out or not.

As much as Sukuna wanted to get to the main course, which is your gift, he didn’t mind having another appetizer in the shower.

Sukuna tugged his clothes off, tossing it aside before joining you in the bathroom. “Why didn’t you tell me we were gon’ shower, bunny?” Sukuna wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you into him. His cock pressing against the small of your back wasn’t surprising, but rather very arousing.

“Ryo, you’re smelly from all the fighting.” You turned in his embrace, hands resting on his chest as the lukewarm water hit your back. “The least you can do before fucking me is clean yourself up.”

Sukuna huffed at your words, leaning down to give you a kiss. “But you love my smelly self.” A grin crept onto his face. “But… if my bunny wants me cleaned up, you’ll have to do it yourself, ye’?”

You knew exactly what he was hinting at, but decided to play dumb. “Okay.” Your eyes closed as you smiled up at him. Before he could get a word out, you had turned away from him to grab a sponge and a bar of soap. The soap was a past birthday gift you had gotten him. It was scentless so that his natural scent wouldn’t get distorted. He wasn’t wrong when he said you liked the way he smelled. Of course, the lingering metallic smell from the fight wasn’t a favourite of yours.

You could see the smugness in his eyes vanishing as you started to rub the soap against his chest. You first coated his chest with soap before getting to scrubbing him clean. Despite his groaning and complaining about you scrubbing too hard, he stayed still and let you move him around to wash the rest of his body. The quicker he complied, the quicker this would be over with and he can fuck you.

“All done.” You pulled him under the flow of water to rinse him off. “If you wash my back I’ll give you a reward.” If you had been a manga character there would surely be a little heart at the end of your sentence. “You have to be thorough, okay?” You batted your pretty little eyes before grabbing your own soap and sponge and handing it to him.

Sukuna didn’t have it in him to protest so he just did as you asked. Of course, he’d have a bit of fun, too. He rubbed the slick soap between his hands, coating his hands with foam. He set the soap aside before letting his hands trail from your shoulders to your neck and then down your spine. He savoured the feeling of your soft skin beneath his fingers. He made sure to slide his fingers in between the creases of your plumped skin.

You had been embarrassed of the rolls on your sides. But Sukuna quickly taught you that no part of your body is embarrassing. You have long since stopped being embarrassed of your body — especially in front of Sukuna.

Sukuna let his hands snake to your tummy, rubbing it carefully before making his way to your breasts. The slickness from the soap made his hands easily glide over your skin. A soft moan slipped from your lips as he — purposefully — pressed his fingers to your nipples.

“Ryo,” you whined.

“I need to clean you properly, bunny. Shh.” Sukuna took pleasure in teasing your nipples before continuing to coat you with soap, now using the bar of soap. Once he was satisfied with how soaped up you were, he carefully scrubbed your skin. He wasn’t nearly as rough as you’d been with him. You would never tell him, but you preferred the harsher scrubbing, as it made you feel cleaner.

Once finished, Sukuna let you rinse off before pulling you to him. His still very hard cock pressed into the softness of your belly. “My reward?”

You responded by palming his cock, leisurely stroking it. He had to bite his lip to hold back the moan. He has been holding back for quite a while now. You pressed a kiss to his jaw and continued littering his skin with kisses until you were on your knees, kissing the pretty pink head of his cock.

You were sure to keep eye contact as you licked over the small hole of his tip. Your hands were still pumping along his length as you swirled your tongue around the head. Sukuna has always been big and taking him into your mouth would leave your jaw aching for a good day or two, depending on how rough he decides to be.

“Don’t tease me, bunny,” he growled as you pulled away, tonguing at the tip once more. His eyes didn’t leave yours as you finally took his cock into your mouth. Your mouth felt so warm and wet around him. He couldn’t help but buck his hips ever so slightly.

You narrowed your eyes before squeezing the base of his cock, glaring at him. Sukuna got the message and did his best to stay still.

You still pumped the part of his length that wasn’t in your mouth as you started to take his cock in and out of your mouth. You could taste his precum. It aroused you. With one hand on his cock, you let the other slide in between your thighs and teased your clit. Sukuna noticed, obviously, but he didn’t stop you.

Your moans and whines vibrated around Sukuna’s cock, making him tilt his head back with a groan. His one hand was pressed to the tiled shower wall, while the other made its way to your cheek. His hand guided you with each stroke of his cock into your mouth. It wasn’t long before his eyes were back on you.

You felt his cock twitch and throb in your mouth, instantly knowing he would be close. The stroking of your clit and pumping of his length simultaneously picked up in speed as you took more of him into your mouth.

“Bunny, ‘m close.”

You kept your eyes on him, whimpering and moaning as your own orgasm crept up on you. You wanted to cum with him. As the precum increased in your mouth, you relaxed your throat and took his cock further down. Tears stung at your eyes as you took him in until the hilt. Your nose was pressed against the neatly groomed patch of hair above his cock. Your muffled moans and whines from your own orgasm was enough to make Sukuna release his seed down your throat.

The thick, warm liquid was easily swallowed, each gulp making your throat tighten around his cock. By now Sukuna was also moaning, no longer caring about repressing his voice. It was music to your ears.

You soon pulled away from him, his hand still gently cupping your cheek. Sukuna slid his thumb into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue to check if you swallowed everything.

“You’re such a good bunny, taking my cock so prettily.” Sukuna helped you to your feet, noticing the redness of your knees. He was sure that there might be some bruising there soon. He made a mental note to not let you give head in the shower anymore — even if he desperately craved it.

His arms wrapped around you snuggly after he turned the shower off. He lifted you up with ease, hands beneath your ass. You let your arms and legs wrap around him. He didn’t bother drying you or himself off before heading to the bedroom. He tossed you onto the bed, your wet skin dampening the duvet.

“Your present.” Sukuna nodded towards the assortment of items and the poofy white selkie dress next to you.

You gasped, not noticing anything other than the puffy dress. “Ryo!” You excitedly jumped up into his arms, hugging him tightly. “I love it!” You peppered his face with kisses.

Sukuna had to stop himself from smiling at the attention. His hand cupped your face, squeezing your cheeks until your lips were in a pout. “I want you to put it on so that I can fuck you out of it, okay?”

His words made your cunt become slick with arousal. You nodded and turned to grab the dress once Sukuna let you go. Only after lifting the dress did you notice the (new) bunny tail buttplug and the bunny ear headband. There were also a few other items. Your eyes went back to the bunny related items before you turned to Sukuna, whining.

Sukuna immediately quieted your whine as he took a hold of your face once more. “You’re my bunny, right? It’s about time you played the part properly.”

You nodded, knowing any protests right now would only anger Sukuna. He would never hurt you, but you didn’t want to upset him. And if you really, genuinely didn’t want to do something, you had a safeword that you could use. You were more embarrassed about this whole thing than unwilling to do it.

“You aren’t allowed to look when I put it on.” Your words came out a bit muffled as he still had your face squeezed between his fingers.

Sukuna’s eyes narrowed but he nodded. He let go of your pace, placing a kiss on each of your cheeks where there were barely visible red marks. He hadn’t meant to squeeze so hard. He looked your body over once more, taking in every curve and detail of you before turning his back to you. He cleared his throat, crossing his arms. “Be quick.”

Your eyes lingered for a split second on his muscular back and ass. You loved his ass.

You were quick to get your body into the selkie dress. It fit perfectly. Thankfully your skin had dried by now and the dress didn’t get wet. But you weren’t sure how long the dress would stay dry… You first put the headband on, using it to keep your unruly hair out of your face. Your hair had gotten a bit damp in the shower and as a result had poofed out a bit, much like the dress poofing out around your figure.

You then pulled on the white fishnet stockings, knowing damn well this will be the only time you wear it. Over the stockings you slipped on the white socks that came just below your knees. The soles of the socks had pink paw prints on it. Next you took hold of the bunny tailed buttplug. You leaned over the bed, one hand supporting you while the other pressed the plug into your asshole. It went in rather easily due to the previous plug you had worn earlier. You still let out a gasp as it was finally inside you.

“No peeking, okay?” You glanced at Sukuna once you were back on your feet. He grunted in response. You looked back to the bed, noticing the last item to put on was a collar. It was a white faux leather collar that had soft inner padding to not chafe your neck. You always appreciated the small details that Sukuna would make sure of. The collar had a heart shaped tag hanging from the front. You checked the tag, blushing when you noticed what was engraved into it, “DADDY’S BUNNY”. You quickly put it on, embarrassed.

Once you were sure you were done, you carefully snuck over to Sukuna. You couldn’t help yourself as you grabbed and squeezed his bare asscheeks. Sukuna jerked forward in surprise, glaring at you when he turned. He hated it when you did that. But you loved it.

His glare soon vanished and instead a look of lust replaced it. He bit his lip, a hand cupping the side of one of your breasts. He let his thumb run over the bare skin of your cleavage, which the dress so expertly showed off. He soon pulled you closer and placed a kiss to the crook of your neck. “I want you to model it for me, okay? Show me all of it, bunny.”

You let out a whine but your complaints never left your lips as he silenced you with an aggressive kiss. His one hand gently squeezed your neck, making you gasp. He took the opening to slide his tongue into your mouth. He could still taste remnants of himself in your mouth. It made his cock throb.

You were panting to catch your breath once he broke the kiss. He gave you a slap on the ass. The layers of fabric dulled the impact on your skin, but it didn’t do much to stop the plug from pushing into you. You bit back a moan and moved away from Sukuna.

He shooed you towards the door, where your little catwalk was supposed to start, and plopped down on the bed. He leaned back, a hand pressed into the duvet to keep himself up while his other hand palmed his cock.

Your cheeks were red with embarrassment as you walked towards him. Despite the embarrassment, you kept your head high and played into the role.

Sukuna’s eyes didn’t once leave you as you came closer. The jiggle of your tits made him groan. He couldn’t wait to suck on the plump skin there. His eyes trailed to your thighs. With each step the dress fluffed up and he would get a glimpse at your pretty folds. He bit his lip, remembering how his face had been buried between those pussy lips not too long ago.

Once in front of him, you did a quick but careful twirl. The dress lifted with the motion and Sukuna got to see the bunny tail. He had almost forgotten about it.

Before your little twirl ended, Sukuna whistled. He sat up, slowly clapping his hands in a form of praise.

This only furthered your embarrassment. “Ryo,” you whined, “this is embarrassing.” You couldn’t bring yourself to look at him.

Before you knew it Sukuna’s hands were cupping your face, one on each cheek. “Don’t be embarrassed, bunny. You look fucking hot.”

“I look silly–”

“The hell do you mean, “silly”? You’re the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.” Sukuna gently let his thumbs stroke circles against your cheeks, humming. “In fact, you look good enough to eat.”

The glint in your eyes made a new wave of wetness leak from your cunt. “Ryo–” You couldn’t finish complaining as Sukuna lifted you up and palmed your ass.

“I’m hungry, bunny. You’re not going to let me go hungry, right?” Sukuna laid back onto the bed, you placed on top of him. “Come sit on my face. I just need a quick taste, okay?”

“But… Ryo.” You pouted, but listened. As much as you wanted to sit on his face, you’d much rather sit on his cock right now. He’s been depriving your cunt of his cock all night now. “I want you inside me already.” You rolled your hips, letting your wet cunt smear your slick on his lower abdomen. “Please? You can have me for breakfast, okay? Right now I need you inside me.”

Sukuna’s eyes darkened. He had wanted to make you cum in his mouth at least once more, but he couldn’t resist your begging. “Fine, bunny. But you have to do the work yourself, okay?” Despite his words, he did help you out by ripping the fishnet stockings to give him better access to your cunt. He also gave the plug a push, making you moan.

“Ryo, babe~!” You moaned his name as you rutted against him. You reached your one hand between your legs once you were properly hovering above his cock. You carefully guided his cock into you. You couldn’t stop the moans from leaving you as you slid down his cock. The stretch made you see stars — it was an even more snug fit due to the plug in your ass. You had barely adjusted to his size when the plug suddenly started vibrating.

“You didn’t think I’d forget about my bunny’s tail, did you?” Sukuna waved the little remote in front of you. He was fighting against every fibre of his being to not moan or to buck into you. He could feel you squeezing around him from the new stimulation. “Hold the dress up so I can see your pretty cunt.”

“Ryo,” you whimpered out his name before obeying. You balled the fabric of the dress into your fists and held it up, but made sure to not cover your cleavage.

Sukuna didn’t up the vibrations, setting the remote aside before resting his hands on your hips. “You look so good when you’re taking my cock.” He didn’t give you much time to get used to the vibrations before he started to bounce you on his cock, hands squeezing your flesh. Your cunt clenched as you imagined the bruises that you’d have there soon.

“Fuck, bunny, you’re gonna cum on my cock soon, ye’?” His hands didn’t let go of you, continuing to move you up and down his length as if you were a mere toy for him to use.

You couldn’t form any words, just moaning in response. Your cunt has been sensitive from the multiple past orgasms you’ve had. Sukuna didn’t even have to give any attention to your clit as you came undone on top of him. Your juices dripped down his cock, encouraging Sukuna to pick up his pace.

Sukuna was grunting and moaning beneath you, too, pounding up into you. The continuous abuse of your cunt was about to send you into another orgasm. But Sukuna pulled you off of him before you reached it. You let out a cry of protest and displeasure at his actions, but he ignored it. Instead Sukuna rolled you over, him above you now.

He easily tossed you onto your stomach. He wasn’t gentle as he ripped the selkie dress from your body, opening the zip first before just ripping the rest of the fabric. This would’ve infuriated you if it wasn’t for the fact that you so desperately wanted to cum again. You were too fucked out to care.

Sukuna lifted you by your arms and held you against him. He took the plug out before ripping the stockings further and burying his cock back into your cunt. He pushed the dress off of you by the sleeves before he hooked his arms into yours, keeping you in place. Then he started.

His thrusts were vicious. He pounded into you, the slapping of his skin against yours filling the room, but your moans and cries easily dulled it out. You were close, again.

“Ryo, please touch me.” You turned your head slightly, trying to look at him. “Wanna cum.”

Sukuna couldn’t resist your pleas, unhooking his arms from yours. He wrapped his one arm around you, giving your breasts a lift. His other hand was quick to reach your cunt. He slipped two of his fingers between your pussylips, spreading them to expose your swollen clit. Thanks to the mirror on the wall in front of you Sukuna could easily see what a mess he’s made of your cunt.

He squeezed your clit between his fingers before he started to tease the sensitive nub. The hand that was holding you up quickly moved to cup one of your breasts. “You feel so fucking good, bunny. You’re such a slut, squeezing me like this.”

You didn’t — couldn’t — respond to him. You were seeing stars as you closed in on your next orgasm. Tears were streaming down your face, your body twitching as you squirted. Your arms moved to grab onto Sukuna somehow. Your nails dug into his skin — you weren’t even sure what part of him you were touching. You just needed to hold onto him. It felt like you’d float away or disappear if you weren’t holding onto him.

“Fuck, ‘m close.” Sukuna moaned into your ear from how tightly you were squeezing him.

“Face, wanna see you.” You barely got the words out, but Sukuna understood. He pulled out, not wasting any time as he turned you around and fucked back into your cunt. You fell back onto the bed, pulling Sukuna with you.

His thrusts became more aggressive, his hips knocking into you so hard that you could practically feel the bruises forming. Sukuna used a hand to fondle one of your breasts, pinching and teasing your nipple. His other hand was busy abusing your clit again. He wanted you to cum just once more, with him. His lips were on your in no time, devouring you.

It wasn’t hard for him to pull an orgasm from you just as he reached his own climax. His seed flood into you, filling you up and making you moan into his mouth at the warm sensation. Despite his orgasm, Sukuna kept rolling his hips into you. A creamy ring formed around his cock as it moved in and out of you.

Sukuna was the one to break the kiss, pulling out of you at the same time. He stayed on top of you, panting and trying to catch his breath. You weren’t in any better shape. Your chest heaved up and down as you tried to get oxygen into your lungs.

Once he steadied his breathing, Sukuna pushed himself off of you, sitting back to admire his work. His seed was dripping from your twitching cunt, soiling the duvet. “Now, now, bunny, don’t waste my gift to you.” Sukuna used his thumb to push the line of semen running down your skin back up and into your hole. “You keep it there, you hear me?”

You didn’t respond, just panting. But you obeyed, doing your best to keep it inside.

Sukuna was out of your sight for a moment before returning, holding a camera. “Look at me.” You weakly lifted your head, eyes trying to focus on the camera but your vision was blurry from all the crying. The flash made you wince. Sukuna then knelt down, pressing your legs up one at a time to expose your pretty cunt more.

He parted your pussylips, taking another photo. Each flash made your cunt clench. You were embarrassed but it also turned you on immensely. The final shot was of his middle and ring fingers spreading your hole to let his seed, mixed with your slick, drip out of you.

Once he was satisfied, he set the camera aside and lifted you into his arms.

“Let’s get you cleaned up, bunny.” He pressed a kiss to your temple as he carried you to the bathroom. You were too fucked out to respond or do anything.

END NOTES

i think i wrote this in, like, feb 2022 ?? so a while ago. apologies for any mistakes. i do not have the energy to read all this again.

Nanami Kento, who enjoys it when you tug on his tie, forcing his mouth back to yours as you bounce frantically on his lap, chasing your high.

The same man who's impressive girth makes you feel utterly stuffed, stretching you to your absolute limits.

"That's it, my love," he always whispers, "Ride me just like that."

Nanami Kento, who can be gentle one minute, and the next, will throw you on your shared bed and fuck you senseless.

The same man whose hands grip your ass- spreading your cheeks as his tongue licks up and down your slit. That man who has his head between your legs for hours, making you cum so many times that your thighs shake and your toes curl- his mouth the perfect wet heat.

Nanami Kento, the one whose lips will be red and swollen when he emerges from between your legs, the same man who kisses you- the taste of your juices lingering on his tongue as he holds your face in his hands, the one whose fingers will caress your cheeks and whisper how much he loves the taste of you, "... Just like honey."

The same man who will fuck you until the sun rises- the one who will never stop until you cum so many times you pass out against his chest, his name the only word on your lips even as you slumber.

Nanami Kento, who without fail, always wakes up before you just so he can watch you sleep for a few moments before getting out of bed.

The same man who is still amazed that you're still here with him despite his dangerous occupation.

Nanami Kento, who makes you the perfect cup of coffee every morning. He spent weeks secretly learning your exact preference.

The same man who's frame curls protectively around you, his arms wrapping around your waist as he leans against the counter while you sip on your cup.

Nanami Kento, who keeps a small photo of you in his wallet. The same photo he takes out at times when he's in a mission, when he needs to ground himself and remember why he has to come back alive.

The same man whose eyes will always find yours, even in a crowd- the one who will always know when you need him and where.

Nanami Kento, who would give up everything he's built for himself just to live on a beach somewhere- anywhere- with you, his wife.

Continuation Here

size kink is so fucking hot.

"too big for you, right?", "c'mon doll you can take it.", "you came? but i just put my tip in baby." "shh i am here princess, hold onto me.", "attagirl, you're taking it like a champ.", "look at you, fucking yourself on a cock that was too big for you.", "cum on it baby. fhuuck. you're squeezing me."

pls pls pls 🥹 older bf! gojo fucking the attitude out of his gf

 𝝑𝑒 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒. satoru picks you up after your lecture to spend quality time with you, only to realise you got an attitude that needs some fixing.

tags. dom older bf!gojo x female reader. smut, pwp but also with plot. age gap (reader early 20’s, satoru early 30’s). rough. hints of degradation. p in v -> unprotected. standing doggy. semi-public. spanking. hair pulling. name calling. creampīe. nicknames ‘princess, baby’. wc: 3.2k

“mind telling me who that was, baby?” satoru asks while he fixes his sunglasses. he pushes his hair back a little, walking beside you through campus. you had just finished your study session with a boy who’s in your statistics class. your lovely boyfriend offered to pick you up and take you back home after that.

though, despite the kind gesture, you’re still visibly stressed after revising the material. your mind is occupied with all sorts of stuff you need to know before your exam on thursday.

“just a classmate,” you respond curtly, not even looking at satoru. you’re speeding ahead of him, wanting to rush home already. you nibble on your bottom lip and your brows are furrowed due to the distress, “why do you care?”

that sentence came out harsher than you had expected it to. you don’t mean to be bitchy, but you’re under too much stress at the moment. your body reacts before you can withstand it.

satoru is silent for a few seconds. he’s surprised by the tone of voice you used. he keeps on following you, however, not letting your little comment ruin the conversation. he’s there to help you, not to make you even more upset.

which is why he tries to lighten the mood.

“oh?” satoru chuckles, his dimples showing. he easily keeps up with you, his long legs carrying him around quite fast. the white haired man pushes a strand of your hair behind your ear ever so gently, “did someone upset my little princess today?”

you don’t answer him. you’re focused on your phone, hurriedly texting your friend back while speeding past all the other students. you don’t even notice how the girls are gawking at your man—whispering about how handsome he is and who he might be.

satoru doesn’t pay them any mind. his sole goal is to gain your attention back. he frowns after his question is met with silence. the clicking of his dress shoes increases as he tries to get you to stop and face him.

“c’mon,” your boyfriend sighs and stands in front of you, stopping you to an abrupt halt. he holds your wrist tenderly yet firmly, letting you know that he wants to properly communicate with you, “y’ can’t ignore me.”

you yank your hand back, your irritated attitude visible in your actions. you look up at satoru, not caring about what he thinks or wants at the moment. you just want to go home and relax. everything is overstimulating you.

“i can and i will,” you huff before stepping aside to continue your journey out of the university’s terrain. your boyfriend’s frown only deepens. you’re not the only one who’s currently getting agitated. you push past a group of students who stood in your way, “let’s just go home.”

satoru’s eyes narrow. he doesn’t get upset fast—he rarely feels any kind of anger—but right now he can feel something itching inside of his chest. he’s tried not to let the jealousy get the best of him at first, but now with all the other emotions coming into play, it’s nearly impossible to hold himself back.

satoru considers himself a fairly mature man. he’s always been one, yet when it comes to you he can’t help but feel like he doesn’t have any control over his emotions. his body and mind act on their own.

“aht aht. not so fast, little lady.”

you suddenly feel yourself being dragged to the side. satoru’s grip around your arm isn’t harsh, but it sure is enough to make you stumble along with him. you click your teeth in slight annoyance after the initial shock settles in. you know there’s no fighting it; you don’t want others to witness your little squabble.

“hey, where are we going?” you ask, a slight whine leaving your throat. you simply want to go lay in your bed and avoid everything and everyone else. your eyes are focused on the back of satoru’s head as he guides you along. he doesn’t bother to face nor answer you.

you sigh and simply allow yourself to be dragged away. if you’re going to get a scolding, you don’t mind. you’re just going to hear him out and nod along so you can go back home faster.

you raise an eyebrow when satoru arrives at the bathroom on the second floor. “what the—” you’re confused as to what your boyfriend is trying to achieve. you quickly look around to see if anyone has seen you.

no one seems to be close. this part of the building has always been empty around this time frame anyway.

you’re pulled into the men’s bathroom after satoru made sure that the coast was clear. he gently pushes you into an empty stall and locks the door. “satoru, what’s up with you?” you sigh as you stumble back against the bathroom wall. it’s a hypocritical comment considering your own nasty attitude.

you try to push him aside, only for your boyfriend to force your arms around his neck, pulling you flush against him. your eyes lock into his and that’s when you notice how . . dark they are. the usual playful look is nowhere to be found.

“i’m just thinkin’ that y’r attitude needs some fixing, hm?” satoru whispers. a ghost of a smirk appears on his face—it’s a twisted one. wicked, with the thoughts of what he’ll do to punish you for your actions. he rarely has that expression when he’s with you.

he tips your chin up with quite some force, “i can help with that.”

everything else happens at a blink of an eye. one of satoru’s large hands slithers up your back to tangle in your hair and yank it back, exposing the column of your throat for his hickeys to take shape on. his other hand swiftly makes work of your pants and undergarments.

his jaw is clenched—the usual hint of gentle love in his eyes is replaced by lust fuelled by jealousy and frustration. satoru is not playing around either. instead of taking his time like he usually does when it comes to intimacy, he’s quick to discard both your clothing.

“fuckin’ tease,” the white-haired man mutters under his breath, panting with desire. he zips down his pants and frees his big cock from his boxers. “always pushing my buttons. isn’t that right, baby?”

satoru lets out a breathy, mocking chuckle. he fists the shaft slowly while his blue eyes roam over your body caged against him and the wall, “but i guess tha’s part of the reason why i love you—hah.”

you’re basically in shock at the sudden switch. your jaw is slack and your eyes are wide, but there’s an undeniable feeling in your chest that tells you you’re loving this change. you can’t deny the fact that you’re turned on. extremely turned on.

“‘toru, i don’t think it’s smart to do this here,” you murmur in a small voice. you’re trying to have some dignity, even now, when your panties are soaked and the scent of your obvious arousal is driving your man crazy.

“don’t care,” satoru shakes his head with a smug grin. his long fingers hook around the waistband of your underwear before flimsily tugging them down to your ankles. his eyes darken the second he sees the webs of sticky, translucent slick clinging from your panties to your puffy folds.

he grunts, his cock twitching painfully in his hand. he’s thinking of simply jerking off to the sight of you in front of him, but he decided otherwise. satoru smacks your clit with his fat tip, “should’ve thought about that before catchin’ an attitude with me.”

suddenly, he turns you around so you’re facing the wall. your nails dig into the flat surface of the tiles, catching onto nothing. you’re hoping that no one will walk into the bathroom. last thing you need is everyone knowing that you were getting your back blown out by your boyfriend on campus.

not that satoru would mind those rumors. it’d only fuel his (already) huge ego.

“oh, yeah— shit. you need this ‘s much as i do,” satoru groans as sinks his cock into your pussy, agonisingly slow, inch by inch. you shudder and hold in your moans as your velvety walls make part for him.

his hands spread your pert asscheeks, smacking the full globes before kneading them to soothe the pain. he continues in a low, dangerous voice, “you wouldn’t be so stuck up if y’ didn’t need this fuckin’ dick to shut you up.”

satoru doesn’t stop pushing in until his heavy balls are resting snugly against your bottom, warming his sack full of cum that’s aching to be released in your dripping cunt.

“ngh, ‘toru,” you bite your lip and try not to orgasm just from the feeling of being full— so full of cock that it makes you see stars, “just like that.”

the white-haired man responds with a satisfied grunt, sweat forming on his forehead from how hot and wet it is inside of you.

“oh, there she is,” satoru coos once he hears your whiny voice, that sweet voice he cherishes and loves. it isn’t cold nor avoidant anymore like before and that’s really all he wanted to acquire. he licks a stripe from the tip of your ear to the lobe, voice husky, “there’s the girlfriend i know. moan some more f’ me.”

you shiver as satoru’s lips connect with the back of your neck. after wetting the skin with his saliva, he bites. not hard enough to draw blood, but hard enough to leave a mark. you clamp around his dick in response and he curses under his breath.

“please, fuck me,” you breathe. you need more stimulation, need him to absolutely ruin you. the shallow and slow thrusts he’s giving are nothing but torturous.

satoru grins and rests his chin on top of your shoulder, large hands rubbing around your hips and lower abdomen, teasing your clit every now and then to get you even more pent up.

“fuck you?” he tilts his head, as if contemplating. he clicks his tongue and gives your ass a firm slap that nearly sends you over the edge. “hah, you should be grateful for what i’m givin’ you.”

but satoru’s weak for you. even if he’s trying to be the ‘mean’ and ‘cold’ dominant guy. his cock is aching to plunge in and out of your wet hole, to see you come undone and feel your juices coat his balls and thighs.

“fine. i’ll fuck you,” satoru relents with a roll of his eyes, acting like he isn’t desperate for you too. he grips your hips in a bruising manner and bites your shoulder, “—fuck you like the brat you are.”

your hands save your face from making contact with the wall as your body suddenly jostles back and forth in a speed you can’t even process.

“satoru!” you nearly scream his name out of pure surprise. the pleasure comes crashing down in waves, your pussy uncontrollably spasming around his girthy cock.

satoru grumbles something incoherent as he pistons his hips, ramming in your sloppy cunt while his eyes are fixated on your bouncing ass. white locks of hair stick to his forehead as he splits you open on his dick.

“so pretty,” the older man sighs. he turns your head sideways so you can look him in the eyes while he fucks you silly. he caresses your cheek gently, a contrast to the mocking grin on his lips and the rough thrusts against your ass, “too bad y’ got such a potty mouth on you.”

satoru pushes his index and middle finger between your lips to muffle your noises, “…but don’t worry, i’ll fix that for you. gladly.”

you eagerly suck on them between quick gasps of air, saliva trickling down his hand. your boyfriend redoubles his efforts, the fat tip of his dick hitting that special spot deep inside you.

his free hand reaches down to circle your clit. the double stimulation sends you into a state of pure bliss. your pupils are dilated as you struggle to find satoru’s gaze, head lolling back and forth with each powerful stroke.

perhaps this really was all you needed to help destress and forget all about your responsibilities. it feels good to not think about anything at all— your head empty except for the feeling of your cunt being filled.

satoru’s cock twitches inside of you with the urge to release a load in your womb. “give me it, please,” your voice is muffled as you plead with him. your hand sneaks downwards, trying to find his balls, “w-want your cum.”

your fingers toy with his sack once you find it. his pre-cum and your own juices now coat your skin as well, your hand enclosing around his balls, massaging them. it’s like you’re trying to coax his potent semen out of them and that alone makes satoru throw his head back in ecstasy.

“little cumslut. . .” satoru growls, brows furrowing as he tries not to shoot his cum inside of your greedy cunt right that second. the hand that was keeping you quiet quickly snatches your wrist and pins it against the bathroom wall.

“are you that desperate to get filled? yeah?” your boyfriend huffs, not stopping to catch his breath at all. his hips pound faster against your ass with renewed passion.

your lips are parted and they move, but not a single answer comes out of your mouth. you’re unable to think or talk because of the pleasure.

satoru takes that as a yes. the erotic sight of you being so lost in sin is enough to fuel his desire to fuck you harder. his hips never falter as he scoffs at your pathetic self, “tch, so addicted to my cock y’ can’t even answer me.”

you shake your head and search for your words. however, you fail, and all that you’re capable of communicating is what you need, “fuuuuck, yes i am—‘toru, need your cock ‘n cum— more.”

satoru lets go of your wrist to grab your jaw. he forces your head back again before he captures your lips in a bruising kiss. his tongue plunders inside your mouth, exploring every inch.

he pulls back to gasp for air and releases your jaw with a slight shove to grab your hips again. “more? hah,” the white-haired man lets out a haughty chuckle. he gives a particular hard thrust against your butt, tip kissing your cervix painfully yet deliciously, “y’ think you deserve more after that shit you pulled?”

satoru yanks your head back by your hair. the stinging sensation makes your scalp itchy, but it also increases your pleasure. he lowers his lips to your ear, his voice dangerously low, “nah, you gotta make this work.”

you could. you can make it work and that’s the truth. he could fuck you with just his tip and you’d be able to cum a couple times in a row.

jolts of pleasure run down your spine as satoru drives into you harder, the force of his thrusts rocking your entire body. you’re seeing stars and the words roll off your tongue, “please, mhh, almost there!”

satoru groans. he can feel the delicious fluttering of your cunt around his cock, the telltale signs of an orgasm building. he has half a mind to pull out completely and let you writhe and beg him some more.

he contemplates it for a few seconds. the second your eyes start to roll back, signaling your impending climax, his cock slips out of your pussy. you whine and push your hips back in search for his dick- to fill the void he left.

satoru jerks himself off at the pitiful sight. he rubs his veiny shaft between your slick folds before slapping the tip against your cunt, letting it catch onto your entrance for a few times.

“begging like that isn’t going to get you anywhere. y’ can do better,” your boyfriend encourages in a sultry tone. one of his hands rest on your tummy, fingers splaying over your clothed skin. another filthy smack of his tip against your slit makes you shiver, “come on.”

you bite your lip out of frustration. you arch your back each time the fat head of his cock catches onto your gaping hole, hoping to slip it in, but you can't. you tilt your head back and lock eyes with satoru close up behind you.

“please let me cum, 'toru. i'll be good, i promise,” you beg with a lewd pleading expression. one that make satoru's balls tighten with the urge to cum as well.

with a low groan, satoru snaps his hips forward, burying his dick inside of you once more, “there ya go. good girl, knew y’ had it in you.”

the praise and familiar feeling of his dick stretching you open is enough to push you over the edge. you nearly black out as your cunt spasms around him, your juices gushing out to coat his length and balls.

satoru grits his teeth once he feels your tight cunt clench viciously around his throbbing cock. your orgasm has a domino effect on your lover, causing him to hastily chase his own release. “shit! take it, princess. take it all inside this greedy fuckin' cunt,” he hisses and grinds his pelvis against the fat of your ass.

satoru buries himself to the hilt before his cock jerks and pulses, emptying his balls deep inside of you. his fingers dig into the meat of your butt, holding you in place as he grinds against you, making sure every last drop of his seed is nestled into your waiting womb.

“there y’ go, mhm—taking my load so deep,” your lover sighs and lowers his head, resting against your back. he hugs you tightly to his chest while you both catch your breath. he rides out his orgasm slowly, still grinding against you while he leaves lazy kisses on your nape.

a minute passes before you've regained your composure, somewhat. you smile as satoru kisses your temple lovingly, praising you for taking him so well. the switch back to his usual gentleman personality is much needed after such an intense moment.

“thank you, babe. i needed that,” you giggle as you rest back against his chest. thick, pearly globs of cum escape your pussy, dripping around his cock and onto your thighs, but neither of you could care less. the clean up is a problem for later.

satoru chuckles back at you as he leaves another loving kiss against your cheek. “i knew you did,” he murmurs and pets your head, “my poor girl has been working so hard on her assignments, hm? poor, poor baby.”

you playfully roll your eyes at the overexaggerated concern in your lover's voice, however you appreciate it.

satoru doesn't bother to pull out. first things first; he needs to get you all comfortable again and give you the aftercare you deserve. his hands massage your hips as he nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck, acting all lovey-dovey like he hasn't just shown you a more dominant side of him.

“how ‘bout we go home and order some food? we can cuddle and watch a movie together, ‘kay? i’ll take care of you, princess.”

⟡ ݁₊ .٠࣪⭑M1SS!0N 01: NASTY D0G!! NASTY D0G!!✧˖°.

—.٠࣪⭑SYNOPSIS Why do all your panties keep disappearing? ‘N’ why does Caleb keep sneaking out of your room when you're gone? ( ˶°ㅁ°) !!

—.٠࣪⭑GENRE smut, porn with little plot —.٠࣪⭑PAIRING Caleb x chubby reader (has chubby reader in mind, anyone can read this tho) —.٠࣪⭑WORD COUNT 5.9k

—.٠࣪⭑WARNING fem!reader, sexual content, pwlp, grammar error, NO spoilers, panty stealing, pet names (pipsqueak idc, little apple, baby), masterbation, switch Caleb, msub to mdom, oral (male & fem), marking, a lil orgasm denial, degrade ‘n’ praise, face fucking, clit spanking, cum drinking, perv! Caleb, fingering, squirting, face down ass up, spanking, breeding, p in v, unprotected sex (wrap it before ya tap it)

A/N I’m here to finally feed the Caleb whores <3 (me too, babe)‼️‼️Sexy reminder, my request box is open soooo.. drop ‘em off..

It’s already been a whole week since you’ve noticed that a considerable amount of your used panties have suddenly disappeared without an explanation! Every night, once you finally come back from work, you’ve noticed that some of your cutesy panties have vanished. 

And they are all conveniently your favorites, the dark red, lace, flimsy, cute lingerie that constantly rides between your asscheeks. 

Regardless, they were super cute! There could only be one person who could be behind such a nasty and vile crime. Caleb. 

Your childhood best friend, who you definitely do not have the hots for him, who is now your roommate. You rarely see him leaving the house, though, occasionally you have to force him to leave the house to go to the grocery store when you’re too lazy to do it yourself. Especially when you’re called into work, he never leaves, as if Caleb waits for you to leave to sneak into your room, he must be the one stealing your lingeries! 

Yet again, you were called into work. This time, you were there much longer than you expected. You are beyond exhausted, body tired from having to carry yourself in heels. Plus, work has been so stressful and tiring, you desperately need to relax.

Oh, you can not wait to finally yank off your heels! You’ve been stumbling around this whole time! Your poor legs screaming and crying for a break. 

Eventually, you arrive at your home, the sun long gone. When you push open the front door, it’s uncharacteristically quiet. Normally, Caleb would be relaxing on the sofa or cooking your favorite meal in the kitchen to pass the time while he waits patiently for your arrival like a puppy.

Well, except for the frequent grunts and groans. The sounds are muffled, coming from further into the house. The grunts, groans, and huffs were deep, raspy, low, and rather pleasant to your ears. 

You reach down to slide off your heels from your sore foot, inhaling sharply, shivering in delight and moaning in approval. You attempt to ignore the questionable sounds, marking it off as Caleb working out. Many occasions you would accidentally walk into Caleb rooms, catching him during his workout.

But, he usually works out earlier, never this late. Not that you were complaining, far from it. Accidentally walking inside Caleb’s room, seeing him wearing nothing but a black tank top, his body and shirt glistening with his sweat. 

The salty liquid trickles down the curve of his muscular body, making a mess beneath him. His cheeks would be rosy red, sweat dripping down his forehead, lips parted slightly as he breathed heavily, his brows furrowed in concentration. He spends a considerable amount of time working on his biceps and thighs, you must admit, they look absolutely ravishing. 

Caleb’s body is very defined, well built, massive, definitely on the stronger side, and taut. He could definitely manhandle you. He is a beefy guy, there is no way around that fact. You try not to think of your dear roommate like that, how improper of you. 

But fuck, would you do absolutely anything to get your greedy hands on him. You slowly walk through the hallway with shaky legs, stumbling from how sore they are. The sounds only get louder and louder the closer you go.

His room was further down the hallways, yet, you stand directly in front of the room and it sounds like Caleb’s groans are coming from inside. “Oh fuck~ pipsqueak..” Caleb sighs breathlessly, voice muffle from the door being shut.

“M-Miss you so much..need you so badly.. hah-“ he whines, grunting. 

Oh. Oh, Caleb is not working out right now. You slap your hand over your mouth to stifle the gasp threatening to escape your lips, your teeth nibbling onto your bottom lip. You press your ears to the door, trying to hear him better.

You feel awfully hot. Your face flushed pinkish red, heat pooling to your belly. You feel flustered, embarrassed, felt like you were intruding Caleb’s.. self care moment.

“H-hate it when.. ooh~ you leave for work” Caleb groans, voice cracking slightly. 

“You have no f-fucking idea what you do to me..” he huffs, he sounded exhausted yet needy. 

That delightful heat in your belly pools to your cunny, you're painfully aware how turned on you are. You push your plump thighs together, grinding them together in an anguished attempt to ease that addictive throb between your legs. You can feel your poor clit throbbing, aching, buzzing, begging to be toyed with.  

You let out a quiet whimper, glancing down your body. Your nipples are hard as a rock, imprinted on your useless bra. Caleb must have forgotten to shut the door, letting you take a quick peek. You curiously lean closer, your eyes scanning the room in search of Caleb. 

The intense smell of sex knocks you, clouding your senses. Caleb is lying on your bed, sweaty and very much naked. His eyes are hooded, fogged up with lust, desperation, and heat. His cheeks are beaming red, fat sweat droplets dripping down his forehead. 

Caleb’s lips are red, parted slightly as he lets those divine sounds. Your gaze trails further down his body. His chest rises and falls hastily, glistening with his sweat. 

You glance further down, again. His cock is fucking big, thick, long, swollen, and hard. You can see Caleb has thin veins running up his shaft. 

His bulbous tip is angry red, precum leaking from his tip. Caleb’s cock glistens, shining from his own arousal. He strokes his cock up and down at a medium pace, his thighs tensing up when his dick twitches in his hand. 

That sweet heat pools to your cunt, sending strong shivers through your body. Your pussy flutters around nothing, begging to be filled with his fat cock. You swear, you can feel drool dripping from your lips. 

You lift your gaze back up to his handsome face, recognizing an awfully familiar lingerie pressed against his pointy nose. Caleb inhales sharply, goosebumps prickling onto his skin, letting out a soft pathetic whine. He lazily licks at the fabric, groaning in approval at the tangy yet sweet flavor of your pussy juices. 

Was Caleb that desperate that he turned to steal your lingeries to get off? He nuzzles his nose deeper into your pantie, inhaling your pungent and intoxicating scent of your cunny. “Fuck..” Caleb exhales. 

How do you even wear such a skimpy thing as this so comfortably? It’s so tiny, he doubts it’d be able to accommodate your pussy. If you asked, Caleb wouldn’t mind holding your pussy for you, being your own personal lingerie if you’d like. 

Caleb lets out a satisfied, loud groan at the thought of this. He strokes his cock a little faster, his breath shallow and labored. You can’t take this anymore, he’s teasing you without realizing! 

You push open your door quickly, relished by that frightened and ashamed look that crosses Caleb’s face. “Is this what you do when I’m gone? You know~ I was searching for my missing panties” you murmur.

“I didn’t think you were this nasty, Caleb” you tease, smiling wickedly at that nervous expression on his face. 

“So? What do you have to say for yourself?” You question, an brow arching up, inching closer towards him. 

“I-it’s now what it looks like, baby-“ He smiles anxiously, fearfully glancing aware from your piercing gaze.  

You hum in amusement, sitting beside him, watching him silently try to cover his hard cock with your blanket. You lift your hand, your fingers barely grazing against his insanely hot skin. Caleb gulps, his breath caught in his throat.

“If you wanted me that bad.. you could have just asked for my attention, Caleb” you giggle, your lips pressed so closely to his ear.

You push away his sweat soaked hair from his face, kissing his ear. You press a tender kiss to his lips, feeling him instantly melt from your touch. Caleb grabs your hips tightly, holding them like his life depends on it.

You pepper delicate kisses down his chin to his neck, eliciting a sigh of pleasure from the man. You kiss his adam’s apple, feeling it throb under your soft touch. Caleb’s fingers dig into your fat hips, thick fingers digging into the chub. 

You press hot kisses up the middle section of his neck, further up until your lips are barely grazing his lips. “Oh, Caleb~ you really are so nasty, I like that about you” you taunt, teasingly leaning closer as if you were going to kiss him. 

Caleb tries to lean closer to press his lips against yours, only for you to push at his chest. You push at his sweaty chest, his back pressed against the bed. You snatch your lingerie from his hands, tossing it to the corner of your room.  

“Baby-“ Caleb trails, your fingers silencing him. 

“Shh, let me handle this” you tut.

Caleb’s tongue licks at your fingers, his eyes fluttering shut, lapping at your digits. You pull away, pressing warm kisses down his pecs, abdomen, all the way down to his swollen cock. It twitches in the air, begging for your attention only. 

And who are you to deny him such pleasure? You never said you’d let him cum though, he has to learn his lesson somehow. You press a tender kiss to his tip, hearing his breath falter only encourages you to continue. 

You move to sit in a more comfy position for you, your thighs press beside his head. You spit onto your hand, smearing it onto his cock, stroking it up and down in a lazy manner. Caleb groans quietly, both of his hands holding your hips tightly. 

He bites at your thighs, eliciting a squeal of surprise from you. He bites at the fat of your thighs, leaving as many marks as he could. Caleb loves the way you moan in pain, it only feels his arousal. 

He tries to tug you down gently onto his face, huffing in annoyance when you don’t budge. Caleb tries again, still you don’t budge. And again, and again.

You huff, resting your clothed pussy against his eager mouth, shivering when he moans against your cunny. He presses a gentle kiss to your covered pussy, his tongue rubbing against the fabric of your shorts. 

You lick at his tip, rolling your tongue around the poor swollen tip. Caleb bucks his hips upwards, pushing his length into your mouth, summoning a gag from you. Your moan is muffled, sucking his big tip into your mouth. 

You focus on giving him barely any pleasure, boredly lapping at his tip. You know he’s desperate for more, but you won’t give him what he wants. You rest your hands on Caleb’s meaty thighs, nails digging into his skin when he tries to buck upwards. 

You roll your tongue around his poor tip, his precum tasty salty, tangy, yet still yummy. A shiver runs through your body, his tongue running against where your pussy is. Caleb is desperate, you almost feel bad for him, almost. 

You suck more of his shaft into your mouth, feeling him twitch violently in your mouth. A slick pop, his cock slipping out of your mouth, your spit trickling down to his base. From his bass, you lick slowly up, dragging your tongue against his base to his tip again. 

Again, you take his cock into your mouth, this time, sucking more to his length into your mouth. You’re trying your best not to gag around his dick, but it’s too difficult not to though! Caleb’s big, thick, and long, you’re struggling to take him fully into your mouth.  

Caleb grunts against your pussy, 

sending delicious vibrations through your body. You can feel his thighs twitch, tense, and contract around your hands. You bob your hand up and down his length, moaning and whimpering.

Your eyes fluttered shut, concentrating on sucking messigly on Caleb’s dick. His tip nudges at the back of your throat, earning himself a gag and whimper from you. You cup his swollen balls, they are swollen with tons of cum. 

Fuck, poor Caleb, he must haven’t been able to cum for so long. You feel him throb in your mouth, oh he’s so close. You continue to gag on his length, a wet pop, his cock lewdly slipping from your mouth. 

Caleb bucks his hips up, searching for the missing warmth of your perfect mouth. He was so fucking close, and you denied him! Caleb whines against your cunt, his tongue rolling against your covered, fat pussy lips.  

“Sorry, babe. I can’t let you cum, you have to learn your lesson~” you purr cruelly, seeing his dick swell, precum dribbling from his tip.

You tenderly kiss his tip, teasing him again after denying his orgasm. Your saliva drips down his shaft, coating his length in a thin layer of spit. You cup his cock, pumping his dick up and down.

Caleb throbs in your hand, precum spilling his tip. You let go again, giggling when his grip tightens around your plump hips. You press his tip against your lips again, sucking his length into your mouth.

Instead of only sucking half of his length inside your mouth, you take more. Caleb’s length disappears deeper and deeper into your throat, until your nose is pressed against his skin. His shaft is buried deep in your throat, precum dripping into your mouth. 

You gag loudly, shaking your head side to side. Your eyebrows are furrowed, eyes closed shut as you focus on sucking Caleb’s cock. Your tongue rubs against the bottom of his shaft, lapping and rolling your tongue. 

Your nails bite into his skin, surely leaving a crescent mark behind. You let him slowly slide out of your throat with a lewd pop, letting out gasps for breath. Your lips are swollen, red, glistening with a mixture of your spit and his precum. 

“Oh c’mon.. I’ve barely done anything” 

“Don’t cum-“ you josh, only to be interrupted by Caleb.  

Caleb flips the both of you, your back pressed against the bed. You grunt, eyes widening, your lips parted slightly from shock. He keeps a bruising tight grip around your thighs, keeping you pinned against the bed. 

“I think you’re the one who needs a punishment, little apple” He grumbles breathlessly, letting out a quiet chuckle when you squirm.

“You’ve been acting like a brat, nothing similar to the good girl I know” Caleb says with spite, proving your hips up with a pillow.  

He tears off your shorts and panties, tossing them to the corner. Caleb parts your thighs open, your folds spreading apart to expose your wet slit. Your cunny is glistening wet, pussy slick with your own wetness. 

“Mmh.. you're soaked, makes me think you are just as nasty as I am” He teases, chuckling when you whine angrily. 

“Not as bad as you are” you huff. 

You rest your hands by your side, spreading your thighs wider to give him the perfect view of your soaked pussy. Caleb’s breath hitches, his fingers peeling your pussy lips apart. 

“Well.. punish me then” you hum, whimpering softly when his hard cock pressed against your lip. 

Caleb hums, chuckling softly, finding humor in your courage and determination. “Open up then, little apple” Caleb encourages, groaning loudly when his dick slides into your eager throat. 

You moan around his length, digging your fingers into the bed sheets below you. Caleb only pushes half of his shaft inside your mouth and you're already having such a hard time, your throat convulsing around his length. Maybe you should have kept your mouth shut, you don’t regret it all though. 

Caleb hums quietly, running a thick finger through your fat folds, your juices smearing onto his fingertips. He peers down at your wet cunny, your tasty arousal oozing from your fluttering hole. He spits onto your cunt, his spit dripping from your swollen clit to your hole. 

You mewl around his cock, his length disappearing into your mouth, buried to the hilt of your throat. You never thought sucking cock would be so.. addictive and pleasurable for you. You feel light headed, so obsessed with the way his cock twitches inside your mouth. 

Your toes curl up, you pussy clenching around nothing uncontrollably. You’re abruptly aware how painfully empty you feel, you need something inside your gummy entrance. Fingers, tongue, cock, anything. 

“Not talking so much, are we, pipsqueak?” He asks, grinding his teeth together when your throat tightens around him.

“F-fuck.. hah.. good girl” Caleb moans out.

Hearing him call you a good girl only fuels your desperation, heat pooling to your belly. You whimper, sending delicious vibrations through Caleb’s body. He grunts, his balls pressed against your forehead, so heavy with cum.  

You slide your hand against the bed, inching closer to your clit. You need something, anything to ease that painful, uncomfortable feeling between your thighs. Before you’re able to rub your clit, Caleb snatched your hands, peeling it away from your cunny.

He replaces your hand with his, rubbing yummy circles onto the bud. Your back arches off the bed, pussy clamping around nothing. Your throat constricts around his dick, eliciting a groan of pleasure from Caleb.

Caleb pulled his hips back, until only the tip of his dick was inside your mouth. He snaps his back, stuffing his cock to the hilt of your throat. Your eyes shoot open, tears springing in your eyes. 

He lets go of your thighs, resting his hand beside your side. His hand sneakily moves to your clit again, rubbing steady circles onto your clit. Caleb chokes out a moan, breathlessly chuckling when you attempt to squirm and flinch from the luscious pleasure. 

“Hah- d-don’t squirm away from me..” he groans, giving your clit a soft spank. 

Poor you, do you really think you’ll be able to squirm away from him? Caleb would laugh, if he wasn’t groaning and whimpering from how well you're taking his cock in your throat. He can hear you gagging quietly, the wet slurping sound of you sucking at his cock. 

Caleb keeps a steady yet shaky pace, sliding his cock in and out of your hungry throat, fucking your face as he would with a toy. Your cute gags and whimpers were music to his ears, making his balls tense up. Wet plaping sound fills the room, his balls slapping against your forehead. 

Caleb glides his fingers through your folds, tracing the ring of your gummy entrance. The obscure squelching sound of your pussy gushing around his fingers fills the room, along with the frequent gagging of your throat. He’s so close, his thrust getting more sloppy than coordinated, if it was ever.

His fucking your mouth as if his life depends on it, hitting the back of your throat. Caleb twitches and throbs inside your mouth, so close to finally being able to achieve what he wants. To cum.

You just had to deny him, teasing him and not letting him cum. Now look at you, sucking and licking his cock like a good girl. “F-fuck. Ooh~ your throat feels.. amazing, pipsqueak” Caleb chokes, grinding against your face.

You whine, gripping the sheets tightly, almost to the point you can hear it tear. Caleb lets out a string of moans, his hips twitching. His groans are only getting louder, his thrusts sloppy.

“S-shit.. gonna cum.. oh, baby~” He purrs, burying his cock to the hilt of your throat. 

His cock jolts, hot cum shooting into your throat. Caleb’s cum tastes sweet and yummy, or maybe you’ve gotten addicted to his taste. Your moan is muffled, you eagerly drink up his cum. 

Caleb lazily grinds against your face, groaning and panting. After a couple of seconds of grinding against your face, while rubbing your clit, he pulls his hips back.  

His dick slowly slides from your mouth, absolutely covered in your spit and his cum. Thin strings of spit connect his shaft to your lips. To Caleb, you look ravishing.

Your eyes are hooded, fogged, lips sticky with cum, dried tears in the corner of your eyes. Caleb’s cock jerks, shooting more of his creamy cum onto your cheek. You smile dumbly, scooping up his cum to lick it off your fingers. 

“Ooh~ fuck.. y’know, I think I like you much more when you don’t talk that much, pipsqueak” Caleb taunters, grabbing your thighs to spin you around to where your pussy was facing him now.

“Mmh? Is that so? Sucks to suck then, I plan on talking your ears off” you say between pants.

“And I thought you loved me, so mean..” you pout, licking off extra cum from your lips.

“Oh hush, Y’know I love you, baby” He scoffs, smiling lovingly at the cute pout on your face. 

“Well.. I don’t feel that loved” you mutter, glancing down at your dripping pussy, neglected.

“Why is that?” Caleb asks, not catching the look you send him. 

“A certain someone has been neglecting me..” you mumble, looking him in his eyes.

You keep eye contact with Caleb, slowly looking down your body to direct your gaze to your pussy. He follows your gaze dumbly, finally relaxing what you were implying. “Ooh.. ‘m sorry, I didn’t realize I was neglected you, baby” 

“Need me to clean you up?” He teases softly, running a finger through your slit.

“Ugh- Caleb I swear to fucking god, if I have to ask you again-“ you threaten, growing insanely impatient.

He chuckles, grabbing your soft thighs. Caleb peppers hot kisses on your thighs, teasingly nipping at the fat. He tosses one of your legs over his shoulder, pushing your other leg to your chest.

His hot breath fans onto your swollen cunny, sending delicious shivers through your body. From your fluttering gummy entrance to your swollen, his hot tongue darting between your wet folds. Caleb moans in approval at the tangy yet tasty flavor of you.

Caleb finally is getting a real taste of your tasty pussy, it’s definitely better than him lapping at your panties. You taste better than he could ever have imagined. You whimper softly, burying your fingers into his hair.

You tug, eliciting a pained grunts from the man between your thighs. Caleb slurps at your clit hungrily, sucking the swollen bud of your clit into his mouth. His tongue flicks and massages your clit, making your eyes roll back in pleasure.

Your jaw goes slack, your back arching off the bed. Caleb chases after your cunt, not giving you even a second to squirm away from his starving mouth. “N-no.. don’t squirm away from me, pipsqueak” Caleb tuts.

“Let me.. enjoy you” he mumbles against your clit, his breath blowing onto the flesh. 

He slurps at your clit, moaning loudly. “Fuck.. y-you taste even better than i imagined” Caleb says, his words being interrupted as he can’t resist the urge to lap at your clit.

He’s acting like a starved man who’s finally being able to enjoy a meal after countless years. Caleb trails a thick finger to your gummy entrance, his finger promptly plunging inside your fluttering hole. You squeal melts to a moan of delight, your walls immediately caving around his finger. 

It was only one, only one finger and your toes are already curling up. Caleb doesn’t seem to care, no, he seems to be entranced with sucking at your clit. His fingers easily slip inside your cunny, the slick you made giving him easy access. 

His finger plunges deeper into your cunny, stretching your gooey walls apart. Caleb curls his finger, his fingertips nudging against your g-spot. You yelp, face scrunching up in pleasure as you tighten around his finger. 

You wail, tugging harshly onto his hair. Eliciting a grunt of a mixture of pain and pleasure from Caleb, who slips another thick finger into your gushing pussy. “Ooh~ oh fuck!” You gasp, your thighs trembling. 

Your walls happily accommodate the stretch of his fingers, your arousal coating his digits in sticky juices. Caleb’s lips pulls away from your clit, focusing on finger fucking you. Your cunny is disgustingly loud, the obscure squelching sound filling the room. 

It doesn’t take you that long to get closer, the constant scissoring and curling of his fingers were too much for you to handle. Caleb quickly recognized that you’re getting close, it isn’t hard for him to notice when you're constantly fluttering and clamping around his fingers. He pressed his hand to your plump belly, applying a strong amount of pressure. 

His fingers slam in and out of your gushing pussy, your poor cunny clamping around him uncontrollably. Caleb’s fingers are curled, pushing against your g-spot with every push inside your cunny. Fat tears waters in your eyes, your bottom lip captured between your teeth. 

“Hng! O-oh god! C-Caleb!” You gasp.

“ ‘m gonna cum! Ooh~” you drool, jaw going slack.

“That’s right, cum f’me, little apple” he encourages.

You let out a loud cry, that heat in your belly swelling until it snaps. Your juices sprays from your pussy, the squelching sound of your cum gushing from your cunny. The iridescent soaked his hand and the bed, drenching the fabric. 

“Hng.. hah..” you pant, body trembling.

Caleb hums, a slick pop as his finger slips from your gummy entrance. He gently slaps your clit, summing a flinch from you. He’s a mess; face soaked from your juices, eyes clouded, eyebrows scrunched, and a dumb cheeky grin on his face. 

He keeps eye contact with you, licking your juices from his lips. “Little apple.. you taste so good~” Caleb mutters.

“Want more..” he sighs, sending you puppy eyes.

“N-no! Absolutely not” you huff, grimacing when he brings his soaked fingers to his mouth to lap your nectar clean off the digits. 

He pouts, grabbing your hips tightly, flipping you over again. Caleb guides your head into the pillow gently, eliciting a muffled grumble of protest from you. His hands trails from your head, to your hips, arching your back to where he got the best view of your pussy;  fully exposed fully to his hungry gaze.

And oh fuck, did you look absolutely ravishing. Your folds glistening from your juices, thighs shining from your own arousal. Caleb grabs at your plump hips, groaning, thick fingers sinking into the squishing chub. 

“Fuck.. I’m leaking so much precum everywhere..” Caleb murmurs to himself, pressing his bulbous tip against your slick folds. 

“And it’s all your f-fault, pipsqueak” 

“Y-you’re going to take care of me.. right? Take care of what you created” Caleb mutters, his voice softening.  

You whimper in response, nails biting into the pillow. He lets out a loud groan, his tip slipping into your cunny. You wail into the pillow, fat tears trickling from your eyes from the stretch. It was painful, yes, but it was still so fucking pleasurable. 

The way your gooey walls split apart, trying to accommodate his fat cock, felt so fucking good. You shiver helplessly, goosebumps prickling everywhere on your skin. You cave and clamp around his dick, eliciting a hiss of pleasure from Caleb. 

It was as if your walls were eagerly trying to milk him dry, sucking him deeper and deeper into your cunny. More to his shaft disappears into your hungry cunt, the squelching sound of your messy pussy reaching your ears. You sob, chewing the fabric of the pillow between your teeth. 

His grip tightens on your hips, to the point it would leave an obvious bruise behind. You’ll definitely be sore in the morning, but it’s worth it. Caleb’s hand grazes down your back, your spine, fingertips barely touching your skin yet it sets goosebumps everywhere. 

He trails further down your body, until his hands are by your asscheek. Caleb grabs at the fat, gripping, fondling, and gripping the fat as if he was toying with it like a stress toy. More and more of his length sinks into your cunny, leaving an aching feeling in your belly. 

Caleb is so big and thick, you love it. You can feel him twitch and jerk inside your cunny, plunging the rest of his cock to the hilt of your pussy. “Oh f-fuck! L-little apple, y-you’re so tight-“ he stutters, breath hitching. 

His hips are flushed against your ass, hot and sweaty skin pressed up against each other. His bulbous tip is pressed so snuggly against your cervix, his shaft massaging your g-spots. Caleb pulls his hips back, until only his tip was inside, slamming his back to yours, plunging his back inside your wet pussy with a loud wet plap. 

With every thrust, his balls would knock and slap at your aching clit. It sends violent shivers through your body. Caleb’s balls are heavy and full, begging to coat your walls in creamy white. “Hmp! Mmhp!” You moan into the pillow, walls tightening around his length. 

“Hah- t-take it. Take it, pipsqueak” Caleb babbles dumbly, letting out a raspy groan. 

His thrust is erotic and lewd, his abdomen slapping against your ass. Your ass jiggles, bounces, and ripples with every thrust, it’s hypnotic. You wail loudly into the pillow, bucking your hips towards him, pushing your pussy closer to Caleb. 

Your toes curl up, the heat in your belly getting stronger and hotter by each rough pump. Caleb’s cock glides and massages your walls, eliciting such delicious muffled moans from you. If only he could hear you. 

He tosses his head back, exposing his adam’s apple. One of Caleb’s hands let go of your hips, pushing on your back, keeping your back arched. “A-arch.. oh god- your back.. m-more” he choked out a moan, your pussy unexpectedly clenching around him.

You can feel him twitch and throb inside your cunny, he’s just as close as you are. Your eyes roll back so far, you swear you can see stars explode in your eyes. “Hng! Y-your all mine! M-mine, mine, baby” Caleb babbles, the pleasure and blood must have gotten to his head. 

Caleb lets go of your ass, quickly slapping his hand onto the fat. You squeal, a pleasurable sting blooming on your poor ass. “Y-you’re all fucking mine, baby” he pants. 

His bulbous tip bangs against your cervix, his shaft twitching and throbbing inside your pussy. “Hng! C-Caleb..” you scream it or wh pillow.

Caleb drags you back onto and off his length, you’re unable to escape the mind numbing pleasure. “Oh fuck! Y-you feel so amazing..” Caleb gulps, spanking your ass again. 

You yelp, that heat in your belly is unbearably strong. Your toes curl up, eyes rolling back. Another spank, sending shivers through your body. 

“O-oh god! L-look at how -fuck, red your ass is” He groans, another rough spank on your poor ass.

He can feel you getting tighter and tighter, your pussy clenching around him so tightly. “Oh fuck-“ Caleb grunts, entranced of the way your pussy take him in and out. 

His cock is drenched with your juices, shining with your juices. Another spank, sending you reeling forward. Your body tenses, pussy fluttering uncontrollably around Caleb’s cock. 

You cum, hard. Those tears pour from your eyes, trickling down your cheek to the pillow. Caleb lets out a choked groan, your cum making a thin layer on his shaft. 

It’s sticky, sticking onto his abdomen. “Hng! L-little Apple.. you’re gonna make me.. cum” he moans, whimpering quietly. 

You can feel him twitch frequently in your deepest parts, his cock begging to cum. The obscure squelching and gushing sound of your pussy fills the room, it’s embarrassingly loud. The wet plaping and fwoping sound fills the room, his abdomen and thighs meeting your ass. 

“G-gonna breed you- you’re all mine!” Caleb says between gasps and groans, his fingers digging into the skin of your hips. 

One, two, three thrusts were enough to throw Caleb over the edge. He groans, body trembling against yours as his hot cum shoots deep into your overstimulated pussy. You mewl, clamping around him tightly as if to try to make sure his cum doesn’t spill out. 

Caleb grinds against you, keeping his cock plunging deep in your pussy. His cock slowly slides out of your pussy, his creamy cum slowly trickling out of your cunny. He rolls you over again, laying you onto your back.  

You’re finally getting to see him, and oh fuck, does he look like a mess just like you. Caleb’s eyes are hooded, filled with desperation and need. His cheeks are rosy pink, sweat dripping down his forehead. 

He leans down, licking your breasts, teasing the bud. Caleb places wet kisses to the valley between your breasts. He presses hot kisses down to your belly, trailing further down to your sloppy pussy.

“Hng- what are you doing?” You hiccup, wailing loudly when his tongue dives between your folds. 

Fat tears roll down your cheek, body twitching from overstimulation. “C-Caleb! S’too much!” You protest, wailing. 

The pleasure must have made him dumb or he’s ignoring your whimsy complaints. Caleb laps hungrily at your pussy, targeting your gummy entrance. He slurps up  your cum, seemingly unbothered that he’s drinking up the sticky mixture of his cum too.

“Hng.. we taste so good..” be purrs, diving between your pussy lips. 

You sob, squirming around. Caleb grunts against your pussy, his tongue rolling up and down through your fat folds.

“Hah- I’m not down with you yet, pipsqueak..” Caleb huffs, his tongue dipping into your gummy entrance. 

“Hng! N-no!” You squeal, drool dripping from your lips. 

You’re already so sensitive, that heat in your belly builds up quickly. Caleb’s tongue swirls and wiggles, rubbing and massaging your walls. You buck your hips up, tipping your cunny closer to him. He hums, grabbing your ass.

Caleb holds you still, messily slurping at your cunt. You wail, clenching around his tongue. You gush around his tongue, making an ever larger mess. 

Caleb moans in approval, instantly drinking up your delicious nectar. “You taste so.. good, pipsqueak” he gasps, lips parted as he gasps for air. 

He hovers over your body, leaning closer to you. “Ngh! N-no!” You huff. “You’re so nasty!” You huff. 

“So you don’t love me anymore, little Apple?” Caleb pouts, sending you puppy dog eyes. 

You can’t take him seriously, not with a mixture of yours and his cum is dripping down his lower chin.

“I do love you..” you mumble, pretending to gag when he kisses your cheek.

“And no more stealing my panties!” You huff, attempting not to smile at the genuine shocked and offended look on his face. 

“Mmh, no promises, pipsqueak” he hums, resting his head on your sweaty chest.

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ok but....thinking about big game hunter!Toji who is only in it for the thrill, stalking his target and catching them off-guard when they least expect it

anyone can shoot a gun, sure it takes some skill to get a clean shot, but him?

he prefers to use his hands, or a weapon with teeth to it, knocking the predator down a notch or two to show who's really at the top of the food chain

a weak little thing like you?

you were the bottom rung, something only good for stepping over

a creature of the forest, a pretty little wood nymph with fluttering lashes and a sheer dress that stuck to your hips just right, riding up your thighs to reveal your cute cunt as you bent over to examine the bark of a tree

and who knows?

maybe he just found his next prey

I’M SO NORMAL ABOUT THIS

☆ cw. fem! reader, true form! sukuna, cūnnilingus, using his stomach mouth, dirty talk, praise, mdni.

“c’mere,” sukuna hoarsely utters, hunching over his throne that solely consisted of piles and piles of corroded dusty bones. with his head leaning down, he’s got a near-perfect view of you. he’s zeros narrow eyes down at your frame, focusing primarily between the gap of your legs and the panties that were already pulled to the side. as you take a step closer, you watch as he takes broad two hands, stretching the fleshy skin of his stomach mouth into a priggish grin. “closerrrr,” and you stare at the way his other beefy arms stack underneath each other. sukuna was big, even while hunched over. he notices your eyes weren’t focusing on him - but instead, his peculiar abdomen’s smile that spreads across his stomach with the widest, cockiest simper. “ah. don’t worry. it won’t bite.. for now.”

with a hushed soft-spoken murmur, you take your seat on his lap before meeting his cold, crimson-eyed gaze. “you can just . . make it smile like that?”

“oh.. i can make it do many other things, too,” and you gasp, feeling sukuna’s other unoccupied hands gently claw at your waist. now, you’re straddling him, feeling each throb between your pretty thighs accelerates by the second. closely leaning his naturally curved lips up against the soft shell of your ear, sukuna lets off a gruff whisper.

“how ‘bout ya try sittin’ on it, princess? it is pretty famished.”

the corners of the mouth that stitched against sukuna’s skin wetly drooled the more you brought your hips closer.

he could practically smell your sweet scent - and the buds that lived on his tongue sizzled with carnal anticipation. from the very cracks and corners of its mouth, you saw how it eagerly slobbered from both sides with glittery drops of saliva.

“o- okay..” you breathe, lightly bringing your palms toward his chest, pushing sukuna to recline back. you could feel yourself throbbing ferociously, each pulse nearly causing your thighs to glue together before you align yourself.

you weren’t even looking at sukuna—and yet, through bleary peripherals, you could see that same cunning grin from his stretching at each wry corner of his lips.

the flat pink tongue flops itself out of its mouth, running its feverishly wet tip down between the crevices of your thighs. you hover over sukuna’s stomach with a whine dramatically tearing out from your throat. “oh! f- fuuuck.” your brows would furrow together as the tongue wanders and dips its way into every orifice. it drags itself further, poking the very hot tip of the twitching muscle near your pearly clit.

it was almost like it had a mind of its own.

and oh- it did.

sukuna’s always had a long tongue . . but his stomach tongue was far, far wider.

he could extend it while inside of you, and it didn’t take long at all before he reached deeply against the spongy barrier around your g-spot.

your thighs forever continued to quaver over him as his tongue roams at all angles - sloppily roving everywhere, even lapping near your hole.

it’s tepidly hot, and your naturally glossed lips couldn’t help but part — cutely spreading into a gasping, agape ‘o’ shape.

it lolls its way flat against your pussy before sluuuurping up a long three-second suck. it’s so-so wet, and it even starts to drink up the remnants of slick that drip between the slot of your thighs.

“you taste sweeter than usual, little one,” he grunts, allowing his stomach tongue to explore through every nook ‘n cranny inside of your dripping cunt. “mhm, atta girl. just ride . . riiiide against it- against me. don’t be shy. it likes you.”

a shivering whimper was a response as your lips trembled. his tongue was wide, and it slithers its way deep before nibbling against your clit. sukuna darkly chortles, feeling your legs trying to close themselves shut but one of his hands grabs your thigh. “easy, eaaaasy girl,” he speaks in a smoky rasp, watching as your back creates an arch.

your hips couldn’t help but shimmy - writhing from his touch before the thick tongue swerves around in sloppy curving arcs. “good . . girl, look at those pretty hips movin’ all for me,” and you whine, feeling him bring three rough, callused hands toward your waist.

he’s slow — slowly guiding your hips to rock against his stomach tongue that’s just oh-so eager, greedily delving its way in and out of your gummy, soaked walls. every few seconds, pant after pant of such languid breaths leaves from your chest, leaving you utterly breathless.

“mmh- ‘kuna, fuck ‘m not .. gonna,” and you watch as the demon raises a pink slit brow. the fat, long tongue punctures its way deep and thoroughly makes itself known inside of you. as it continues to massage its tip through your folds, you let off the sweetest moan once the tongue’s texture abruptly changes.

and now — it feels a bit softer but forked. your eyes started to roll once his stomach tongue thrusts itself between your puffy droopy hoods..

each slick, slimy squelch that wetly sobs from between your legs got louder, louder until you were frantically grinding against his chiseled chest.

as your clit’s being repeatedly stretched by the bumpy flatness of the tongue—you mewl out the same desperate cries, nearing yourself closer and closer toward your longly awaited edge.

your thighs never felt more weak, and it’s like you could feel every chill run down your body at each slurp he took. the tongue that resided on sukuna’s stomach was the pure definition of greedy..

if you dared to move just a single inch, it would snarl - making the sharp edges of his canines playfully nip near your sopping cunt. inaudible babbles slipped past your lips in substitution of words before you ended up falling face first into his chest.

“su- hng- sukuna, ‘m cummin,” you’d squeal out, failing to catch your breath every time. each breath that tries to wind out of your overwhelmed lungs makes you gasp. pounds of ridden, tender flesh smear its way on his tongue in circles before you start to feel the impact — the impact being your poor, poor hips quaking over his abdomen. “fuckk!”

“thaaaat’s it,” he purrs, such baritone sweetly coating his voice like honey. two arms wrap around your torso as you’re losing yourself completely.

your treacly slick pours down the valley between your thighs as you whine, burying your face into his left shoulder. sukuna gives your back a praising pat as you’re succumbing to pleasure, riding out your elated high with the most blissful orgasm rawly following out your throat. “heh, such a dramatic girl. it’s just a tongue,” and as sukuna continues to take jabs at your cute, dumb state—he swats a hand against your ass.

“mhm,” he lets out a satisfied grumble, hearing your breaths turn from quick to slow within seconds. sukuna’s stomach mouth had more than an appetizing meal—and you could feel its lengthy tongue slap its way against your pussy before retreating into its drooling maw.

even still - it greatly drools from the sides with your slick glistening all over his bare, ripped stomach. “such a good little thing,” and you moan, defeated gargled whimpers desperately trying to escape from your throat before he grabs your chin. “c’mere, let me get a taste too.”

closing the brief distance between you both, you press your hot lips against sukuna in a hungry manner. the demon titters as your tongue weakly slips into his mouth, feeling his fangs nip against your quivering underlip.

a hand of yours idly slides its way down his puffed-out chest that was proudly covered with infamous ancient markings.

crowns of teeth sharply clash amongst each other as if a never-ending battle was occurring, and he’s slurping up every one of your moans.

one of sukuna’s hands that was stacked underneath his upper arm snakes its ways between your thighs, giving your sensitive wet cunt a teasing squeeze. “mmph-” you gasp, feeling the smirk stretch wide across his lips before the demon gradually starts to pull away.

you’re left panting—and sukuna eyes you curiously, looking down at you literally before he seductively slides his tongue across his pink lips.

“best meal i’ve had in centuries,” and you continued to quietly moan before watching him lean back against his throne again, patting his now closed stomach tongue. “but princess, don’t catch your breath now,” and you gulp, glancing at the lower placement of his hands.

sukuna does the same action from earlier—prying both corners of his stomach mouth apart into an eerily, haughty smile before watching the tongue roll out once more.

quickly - it licks over its entire mouth where some of your slick still perfectly remained and sukuna runs a stubby thumb down your pussy before letting the extra tongue get the first taste again.

“i think we could go for dessert right now too..”