CRUEL INTENTIONS⌇GETO, GOJO, NANAMI.
CRUEL INTENTIONS⌇GETO, GOJO, NANAMI.
warnings. manipulation, toxicity, taboo, gangbang/train, professor(s) x student, double penetration, oral (m.receiving), unprotected sex, bukkake, slight sir kink.
pairings. prof!geto, prof!nanami, prof!gojo x f!reader. reader is at least 20+ and attends college.
word count. 4,100+
summary. it seems your three favorite professors all have something in common; they have an eye for you as their top student in class. but when your dirty secrets with them are suddenly exposed, you’d do anything for them just to save your precious reputation...
Lying is the most fun a girl could have without having to take off her clothes. But it’s better if you do.
It’s quite amusing to see how far you’ve come, having three different men wrapped around your finger. Specifically your professors. You know the game you’re playing is dangerous. You know what’s bound to come if the truth unfolds. But how could you resist having your precious little ego being boosted? The pleasure, the rewards, the entertainment, the feeling of being desired and loomed over… All you had to do was blind your target with your radiance, stimulate their mind until their obsession over you worsens, and achieve your satisfaction out of it.
All it is to you is just innocent fun, a road paved to your entertainment and delight. Driving the dangerous wheels ‘till you break more than one broken heart. You believed that men were just so easy to toy around with. So easy to toy around with until you get bored.
The first man was your law professor; Gojo Satoru. Such questionable grades you had in his class lead to small conference periods and then tutoring sessions. He was curious. Way too curious. It took him one peak on your personal life, a fake narrative you made up of your struggle at college and back home. Though Professor Gojo was skeptical of your made-up sob story, he was rather intrigued of you deep down. Taking you in, invading his mind everytime he sees you in class. It wasn’t until those discussions escalated; nonstop praising you for being a good, obedient girl for him during tutoring sessions.
“You were making it so obvious you wanted me to fuck you exactly like this. Bent over my desk just for me to ruin this pussy… I’ll release all my stress out on you.”
You take thrill of how easy it was having him wrapped around your finger. It was a rocky process along the way; to fully convince the smart man that you feel the same way he does about you. And you finally got what you desired; the beautiful rewards. Good grades, a place for being his top student, and hardcore sex with him in his office after class. It’s just a fun game for you to play with his mind and feelings to get what you want.
Of course, you grew bored of just one man looming over you. You needed more. You needed the fulfillment and ego boost of playing with a man’s feelings for your own pleasure and your reputation. It wasn’t until the second man, your culinary professor Nanami Kento, was also enticed by you.
It’s fascinating to know there are various ways to win a man’s heart. One is through his stomach, and Nanami’s absolute weakness is a woman who can cook and bake well. Nanami’s observed your culinary skills, slowly growing tantalized and captivated by not only the food you made, but by you. He was a good looking man to you, even treats you like you’re already his top student in class. To return his attention, you would leave special treats for him after class with a little note.
“Mm… You taste so sweet. Grind on my tongue. Show me how much bad you wanna cum.”
Sweet treats and flirty little notes had lead to special “cooking sessions” with him after class. Sometimes you’d give him a blowjob to relieve his stress. Sometimes he’d let you lie on the counter and eat your pussy. He’d even bend you over, holding your leg up, and hammer into you relentlessly. You loved his dirty talk and the way he fingers you while you’re in his lap, able to make you squirt as lewd as possible. Filthy kitchen sex was the best reward for you when classes are finished and you were bored. When Professor Gojo wasn’t available, Professor Nanami it is.
A few weeks later, a unique scenario with another one of your professors gave you a different kind of fulfillment. English professor Geto Suguru, the first man to fulfill his mission of chasing after your heart and not just your body. This is what you feared the most; the man wanting whatever you had to be more than just a fling.
You wanted to ghost him. You wanted to break his heart right there and then. But you held back when Geto offered more than just good grades, good rankings, and a good reputation for you in college. Outside of school, it caught you completely off guard when he satisfied your materialistic needs. Just as you satisfied him, he offered for you to spend the nights in his luxurious penthouse whenever you wanted. Aside that, he also offered to help pay for half of your tuition. He helped pay back your student loans. He treated you with designer clothes, bags, shoes, and money straight to your bank account.
And all you had to do to keep a man like him in his life… was “love” him back the way he loved with you. He mentioned to you eloping with him when you graduate. As much as you found marriage and settling down repulsing, turning away from this opportunity would make you lose everything you had. And maybe deep down… the more you spend time with your sweet English professor, you had underlying feelings for him as well. You wouldn’t dare deny it.
Sex with Professor Geto was like Heaven on earth. He prefers to treat you with royalty since he cherishes you deeply, prefering to fuck you in his penthouse with a nice view rather than a classroom. In the car, in the shower, on his large couch by the fireplace… this fling was bound to become a secret relationship with him and you couldn’t do much except endure it for your own benefit. You loved it. You loved how whipped he was for you. You loved how he’d do anything just to make you feel good. Aside Professor Gojo and Professor Nanami, Professor Geto was the man you’d see every weekend.
“Look at how good you’re taking my cock. I know you love when I treat you like this. Let me make love with you, sweetheart. Let me taste your pussy again later.”
All these sneaky links with your three professors, yet you treat them all the same as an ego boost and your entertainment. They were your perfect little boy toys. Professor Gojo would be Mondays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays. Professor Nanami would be Tuesdays and Fridays. Professor Geto would be the whole weekend and student holidays. It was all going according to plan throughout the semesters.
But it wasn’t until a staff meeting with these three took place. When Nanami found a video of you and Geto, things escalated heavily…
You nearly tremble where you stand, heart beating thickly and erratically when you found yourself cornered. You refused to speak, refused to move your body the slightest at how unprepared you were for the horror before you.
You see Professor Geto laid back in his seat, legs propped up on his desk as he kept twisting his ring. The same ring he gave you. Nearby was Professor Gojo leaning against the corner of his desk, arms folded as his impassive gaze drifts to you. Then behind you was Professor Nanami who leaned against the wall and stuffed his hands in his pockets. It felt like he was inspecting your body language and reaction, how you’d react to such a scenario you never thought would occur.
“You came,” you heard Geto speak darkly, the baritone in his voice reverberating in your head. In the back of your mind, you wished that he would speak to you like that when it was only you two. Curling his finger at you to walk to him as if you were having a punishment. Was it bad that you were slightly turned on by this, but at the same time scared shitless?
You had to think of something quick. Maybe they actually don’t know. Maybe they didn’t find out. Maybe it was just by coincidence all of your favorite boy toys were in the same room who knew you, but you didn’t know all of them at once.
“I— I’m sorry. I think I’m in the wrong room.” You quickly whirl around and grabbed the knob, ready to get the hell out of Geto’s classroom until Nanami stretched his arm out and slammed the door shut, preventing your escape. The loud slam caused your heart to falter, chest tightening from your anxiety and your fear that they already know.
“You sure about that?” Nanami rose a brow, his mutter so taunting yet chilling to you the same way Geto spoke earlier. Punishment could go various ways, and as much as you wanted it to escalate in the most filthy way possible, you didn’t wanna face the shame. It would tear your perfect ego. It would cost everything you worked for to fall.
But then again, did you truly belong to any of these men?
“Who told you to leave?” The dark-haired professor spoke again. “I specifically called you here for a reason. We specifically called you.”
Professor Gojo stood straight, adjusting his tie. “You know her as much as I do, Suguru. She never listens until she gets what she wants.”
Your body was growing hot. Your palms started feeling clammy. Behind was Nanami’s presence creeping up to you and slamming his hands on your shoulders, causing you to flinch.
“You didn’t think we’d find out who you’ve been seeing this whole time?” the blond man muttered in your ear. “Such a coincidence that you’ve been fucking my close friends behind my back.”
“Our backs,” Professor Gojo corrected, his nose flared in exasperation. “You told us that we were special. You told us that you’ve never felt this way about a man before. You said the same, recycled shit to us only so you could use us for sex and whatever you want.”
You needed to steer the attention away from the accusations and maintain composure. It was always your ego and feelings before each of them. But before anything else escalates, you resorted to putting on an innocent façade, victimizing yourself in order to set things your way and save yourself. Save what you had with them so you could continue getting what you wanted. Play with their emotions. Let them know who’s in control. Make them fall for every pretty little lie you say.
“. . . What? Use you for sex?” you protested with feigned perplexity to Gojo, slipping yourself from Nanami’s grip. “You’re the nicest professors I’ve known and I’d never treat you that way. I wouldn’t treat any of you like that! I’m your top favorite students, how could you say something so awful about me like that?”
“Enough with that bullshit, Y/N. There’s video evidence of you and Geto having sex together. What do you have to say about that, hm?” Nanami says coldly.
There was a pause. In that moment, there was no way for you to victimize yourself out of this and escape the Hell you created. You imagined the video playing on Geto’s phone, feeling your stomach sink. You admitted the tragic defeat deep down, shattering your heart that you nearly teared up. It even felt so humiliating all of this had to end up this way. The rewards, the satisfaction, the excitement of three men whipped for you regardless— all of it crumbled down on you now that the truth is out.
“You wanna know what you really are?” Professor Geto suddenly spoke impassively. “You’re just a little whore, aren’t you? Letting anyone with a cock fuck you just to raise your grades? Give you money? Cater to your sweet tooth?”
“A manipulative, spoiled, bitch that’s only good for sex,” Gojo chided. “I bet that’s what you thought of us as this whole time. Just your little boy toys good for sex.”
Professor Geto clenched his teeth, his jawbones more refined when pissed off. “You can’t lie to us anymore. We know what the hell you’ve done. Lying and manipulating your way out of this won’t get you out of here.”
You were running out of options. But that doesn’t mean there weren’t an infinite amount of ways this intervention could go. This doesn’t mean you look weak before them. So, you resorted to something that could possibly save you. Not the relationships at all— just you and your reputation. You knew the men long enougha and assessed their weaknesses when it comes to you and what makes them more enticed with you. Somehow, you can tell there was another underlying tension in the classroom between one another, rather than your dirty little secrets getting exposed. Geto kept narrowing his eyes at the two other professors speaking, specifically Nanami right next to you.
Your expression turned nonchalant, completely tossing away your innocent, fragile façade and narrowing your eyes at the three gentlemen. If you could poke on Geto’s soft spot for you, maybe the attention could divert from you to the others in jealousy. He was in love. He would do anything for you. You can see the man so deeply hurt inside it seemed pathetic. At such vulnerability, it would be fun to trivialize all of their feelings. Make this about them, not you. Shift the blame on them as a taboo for having sex with a college student, and not on you for being a “whore” as they say.
“Fine,” you spoke impassively. “I admit that was our video, sure. Feel whatever you wanna feel about me. But overreacting and going out y’alls way to expose me? After what I’ve done to keep all of you gentlemen happy?”
Completely neglect how upset they are. Only you should be the upset one.
Your gaze suddenly settles softly into Geto’s eyes like you were hypnotizing him. “If we’re talking about lying, you can’t deny that you wanted what we had to be more than just a fling. And now you’re gonna shame me in front of your friends? I don’t think you should feel that way after you told me you loved me, Suguru.”
There was a pause. Professor Geto felt his heart stutter when you sauntered to him with doe eyes and a coy façade. The honey in your voice as you spoke tentatively. The way your gleaming eyes weaved through his, and the lovely sight of your figure up close. He hated the way you’re playing coy. He hated how you left him ashamed. He hated that he couldn’t resist how adorable you looked in front of him it pissed him off.
“You— you said you love her?” Gojo suddenly sputtered as he glared at Geto, repulsed.
“Such bullshit,” Nanami interrupted bitterly. “When we found that video, all of us started putting the pieces together. It really ruined my fucking day that a student I have a personal relationship with is also having… other personal relationships with my coworkers. Making her feel good every other day when it should only be me.”
“Oh, really now?” The frost-haired professor retorted in defense. “You’re fucking the same girl as me and you don’t think of how I feel after finding out? You think you own her or somethin’?”
“She was never ours in the first place, jackass,” Nanami hissed. “Not like you had a special connection with her anyways. You just fuck her after school and that’s all.”
“So do you, Kento. You’re nothing special to her either and we just argued about this before she came. Now, Suguru. You better not fucking tell me you’re in love with this student right now.”
“No, she— she’s right…” Geto mumbled, his mind overstimulated between anger and infatuation.“I’ve had a special connection with her outside of school. We’ve already had this fucking conversation before she came. I’m the one that had real chemistry with her.”
“Really? Just by helping her pay for her tuition and giving her matching rings?” scoffed Nanami. “You can’t buy love with your fuckin’ money.”
“Yeah, and how do you know she loves you back anyways?” Gojo gibed.
The intervention was steering the way you wanted to be until Gojo’s question. Although you secretly enjoyed the argument and having the tension turned away from you, you had to stop it right there. You had a perfect idea that just popped in your mind. And thinking about it excited you deeply, feeling your cunt furtively throbbing.
“Guys, guys…” you chimed in with your demure voice, stepping closer in the circle of the three men. “I thought y’all were all good friends, why argue? There are better ways to handle this besides arguing.”
After the room fell silent, Gojo gave a look that read, you thinkin’ what I’m thinkin’? Nanami and Geto glanced at each other with underlying skepticism, until, you reach both your hands out and caress their arms as if you were closing the circle. A sigh falls from your lips when all of them had their eyes on you, once again blinded by your radiance and beauty that they fell for. Gojo can feel your hand travel up his arm so tenaciously, the sweetness of feeling your skin sending a gut feeling in his stomach.
Even though they know what you’ve done, they can never resist the temptation of drinking the heavenly sight of you, desiring nothing more than to have you as theirs. They were whipped for you, regardless. You can see it on each of their eyes. They were possessive. They were enraged. They couldn’t walk away from this, let alone speak under your authority. Your provocation, your prowess, your muse… they can’t escape it.
“You know, if one of you can’t have me… then how about all of you have me at the same time?” you smirked, the deadliest smirk corner to wicked corner of your sweet lips. “It’s better to take your frustrations out on me like you guys always do. You can do whatever you want.”
Professor Gojo slanted his head, glancing at Nanami and Geto, then to you. “Whatever you want, you say?”
“Whatever. You. Want.”
Professor Geto cupped your cheek, raising your face to look at him and nearly melting at the sight of your doe eyes. “We’ll make a deal. If you don’t want us to expose you and ruin your reputation here, you better show how much of a dirty girl you are for us.”
“You truly are a fuckin’ whore, aren’t you?” sneered Professor Nanami, inching closer to you to caress your waist until he squeezes your ass.
This is exactly how you resolve a conflict with your sneaky links.
In that moment, you were too elated. The sounds of belts unbuckling, slacks unzipping, and your soft gasps of desperation sent the professors ablaze. Like a pack of wild animals during a hunt, it was as if they came up with a plan and were carrying it out together as a team without the need for words. You offered your mouth and hands for them, catering to their hard cocks sitting on your face.
“That’s it, sweetheart,” Nanami sighed out, throwing his head back. “You know just how I like it.”
You can feel Gojo’s fingers suddenly probing into your pussy and rubbing over your clit. You mewled on Nanami’s cock as he fingered you while Geto jerked off to this sinful sight. It has been a dirty little fantasy you briefly thought about— to get fucked in the most nastiest and filthiest way by all your favorite professors.
“Aw, you must be loving this, aren’t you?” Gojo held your chin when Nanami slipped his cock out, his warm fingers feeling your tongue. All you could reply was a moan and a weak nod, your eyebrows furrowed when he kept fucking your pussy with his fingers.
“You’ll address all of us as sir, understand?” Geto ordered as his cock was already coated with precum rubbed on your face.
“Yes. Yes sir,” you weakly uttered before he shoved his cock all the way down your throat. He grabbed your head and pushed it back and forth, softly groaning at the sensation of your throat around him. You never disappoint him with the head you give him.
Everyone in the room can hear how wet you are, how much you’re enjoying yourself. Your cunt was ready for all of them, so slick and puffy you couldn’t wait longer for them to make you cum. Your clit was ready, hard and twitching and straining from Gojo’s stimulation; so cruel and merciless, just like anytime he fucked you during tutoring sessions.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Geto grunted out, hearing you choke on his sweet cum when he released in your mouth and coating his cock like honey on a stick.
“Get her on the desk,” said Nanami.
The men were aggressive. The men were greedy. The men were like animals. You grew wetter and wetter with every rough move they made on you, like Geto ripping open your top from his impatience and Gojo shoving your skirt up to your waist. He laid down on the desk and sets you on top of him in reverse cowgirl, his cock ready for you to sit on.
“You may have taken us one at a time, but can you handle us all at once?” Geto teased, his dick rubbing the folds of your open cunt.
“Fuck… please, please, please,” you whimpered, already overstimulated from such arousal your pussy and your thighs were glimmering with pools of wetness. “Please, sir. I want all your cocks in me. I want you to use me as you wish. Fuck me like the dirty slut I am.”
Gojo spanks your ass from beneath, harsher on the side where your cute little devil heart tattoo was. “We know, baby, we know,” he sighed softly, chuckling along with Nanami. “Sit on my cock, princess. You know what to do. Ride me and let Suguru and Kento see how well you take me.”
You obeyed, spreading your legs further and inserting his dick into your cunt it made your head cloudy from the intensity. You proceeded to buck your hips back and forth, then use your lower body strength to bounce on him while circling your hips. Your moans were so uncontrollable, so raw and useless to maintain when he kept hitting the right spot like always in your cunt.
Gojo held onto your hips and threw his head back at how good you’re taking him. Your thighs were starting to quiver. You can feel an orgasm nearing. You can feel all the tension build up. But before you were about to hit your high, Gojo forces you to stop moving and slide his cock in your asshole, causing you to mewl louder. That’s when Geto dipped his cock into the combined wetness of your pussy, thrusting a few times that your mouth fell agape. Your pathetic moans filled the room, too brainless at how harsh the professors were fucking your holes. Nanami stood on the desk and grabbed your head to make you suck him off. Your holes were all occupied at the same time.
“Fuck. You look so hot right now,” grunted Geto as he pushed your legs further to spread them wider. “Gonna keep cumming in my fucking pussy. Take everything.”
Your cunt was becoming overly slick with the copious amounts of cum that was being pumped into it, dripping between your legs and onto Gojo’s cock. Your ass was stretched, more than it had ever been, from the ongoing penetration then withdrawal of their cocks, with the different sizes and with different fucking techniques.
Soon you were bent over the desk, Nanami fucking you while you sucked off Gojo. Then you were on top of Geto on the carpet, thrusting into you like an animal in heat as you took turns sucking off Gojo and Nanami. Multiple positions and multiple orgasms lead to a huge mind break. Not a proper sentence could be formed with such slurred speech and exhaustion.
You were a whore that was good for nothing but a fuck. A depository for the professor’s cum, just holes for fucking and a toy to torture. Your cunt was now battered and bruised, ass slapped multiple times raw by their strong, masculine hands, and both holes stretched and aching from the amount of cock. Even when they weren’t inside you, the continual pounding and the oozing cum throbbed in your walls. The professors let you on the floor again, releasing their cum all over your face and body. You were too drained to swallow them all, letting the rest of your energy allow you to mutter a simple, “thank you sir.”
And just like that, were left alone, draped in cum.
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“ Give it to me, baby doll.”, Satoru moans into your ear as he presses your body underneath his. The cushion of your body was something he needed to drown in. He couldn’t get you off his mind the moment he saw you working alongside Shoko as her nurse assistant.
Your eyes were shut tightly as your dried-up glitter lip gloss lips opened in a big O. You couldn’t take him and he knew you couldn’t because of the whispery moans falling from your pretty lips. “ Cat got your tongue, Angel. Too much f’ya.” Gojo rose up off your body— watching you shake from how deep he was inside of you. He chuckled whilst rubbing your clit— your legs were about to close but his hand stopped it, “ Ah ah Ah, no, keep them just like they are, pretty. Shit! You’re fucking squeezing me.”
“ Sato-Ahh~ I can’t— I can’t please pull out for a minute. Lemme - ugh! Mmm.”, Your moans were a ballad to him, a beautiful ballad. Gojo leaned down to kiss your bruised, puffy lips as he slowed down his strokes. Only then long stroking inside of your sloppy cunt. His cum was already painted over your pussy and he still had the energy to keep going. It was so painfully good because you two have been at this for about— shit who are you kidding you lost track.
Gojo knew he was digging inside of your stomach because of your juices traveling down his big cock, “ fucking pussy is eating on my dick. You’re that eager to take me in your stomach, Yeah? Don’t leave me hanging here love, Answer me.” You were speechless and couldn’t even talk— especially when he rolled his hips in a perfect circle, pausing to fuck his dick inside of you with the speed you never knew he had.
Tears danced in your pretty eyes, eventually dancing down your big apple cheeks causing Gojo to lick them off as he snapped his hips into yours. Your body vibrations were the topping to his cake. “ Got your breath took away, huh? Didn’t answer me-mmm- but you’re still so pretty for me, perfect pussy taking me deep.” Gojo slapped your pussy with his clean, pretty hands. “ You’re crying too? Such a big baby while taking my cock. Come on, just a little more for me, cherry pie.”
Gojo rose up again, smiling at you, “ No matter what anyone says, you’re beautiful, fucking gorgeous to me, especially when you’re taking my cock inside of that warm pussy of yours. Gotta say, Angel, you’re holding on so well.” His words of affirmation did nothing but make you squirt on his dick like a fire hydrant on a hot sunny day. “Perfect. Perfect. Perfect. Gojo was chanting the words like the crowd chanting for their teams on a game night, only whispering it against your face when he bent down again. His moans were getting louder as he braced himself to cum anywhere in or on your body.
Soon Gojo’s long, slender fingers intertwined with your chubby fingers as his white hair clouded his vision from gags seeing you squirm and come undone underneath him. He stopped fucking you with a loud and long groan, pulling out of you when some of his cum got inside of you. He wanted some of his fluid inside of you and on top of your chubby body. Your pretty tummy with stretch marks was now being drowned with his white , thick cum. Gojo’s body was shaking drastically as he stroked his cock above you, “ Fuck, Shit! So so good. My chubby bunny. Such a good- mmmgh!- little slut. My good little slut.”
He stopped stroking his thick, pretty cock once all of his cum came out of his body and onto yours. Yours and his chest was rising and falling harshly. His red flushed face was an art you admired even through diamond like a vision from your pretty teary eyes. Gojo chuckled— watching you try to get your vision back by whipping your eyes. His big, rough hands grabbed your wrist, you should’ve known from his little smirk on his face, he’ll say the one thing you hated being called during sex, "My little crybaby as well.”
Gojo was now just staring at your body with his blue Crystal like eyes. He studied the way the different areas you stretch marks appeared at. He licked his lips at your body rising and falling slowly now. Your small double chin was so admirable to him. He was in love with you. Maybe even obsessed. He fucking adored your chubby little body. If this is what it means to be a chubby chaser then he’s at the top of the list. Maybe even in the VIP section with Geto, Toji, and Nanami.
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when it came to your safety, onyankopon played zero games. if he felt even the slightest bit of worry he had no problem getting you from wherever you may be. there have been times where you’ve been walked out of parties, stores, and even something as little as a smoke sesh with your girls. if ony felt you were unsafe you were going home no questions asked, and you honestly didn’t have an issue with it. feeling a sense of pride in having a man that cares so deeply for you. that was until tonight…
the two of you were at your friend ivy’s place for her big housewarming party when you were getting weird stares from a couple hating ass bitches. ivy didn’t want her party to be small so she told each person she invited to tell some friends to come as well. which led to this weird ass bitch brielle hearing about the party and deciding to curse everyone with her presence. brielle was an old fling of ony’s that he been cut off like a year ago, but she’s so thick in the head that she still runs her mouth about him to this very day. you, being the classy woman you are, have been ignoring the bitch because it honestly was sad of her to be acting like this, but today she reached her limit.
when you and ony first arrived everything was great. “heyy bitchhhh. so glad y’all could make ittt.” ivy screamed as she welcomed you and ony into her new home. ony greeted her with a small “wassup, thank you for havin’ us” before letting you have the floor, walking towards jean and connie to talk. “hey boooo. this place is niceeee you gotta let me spend the night sooon” the two of you talked for awhile before she let you go to get a drink from the kitchen. as you filled your red solo cup halfway with casamigos you noticed some girls approaching where your boyfriend and his friends were. before being able to move, you were stopped by sasha, mikasa and.
sasha was the first to talk. “you peep that shit right?” she said, nodding her head towards the girls. you knew if one of your friends was going to say something about what was going on it would be sasha. mikasa was on the quieter side, but best believe when it came to you she didn’t play either. “yea i see em. that bird ass bitch and her lil flock of pigeons tryna play games” the three of you watched as brielle and her little sidekicks were all up in you boyfriend’s faces. brielle being the main one, lightly hitting ony’s chest while she laughed. her red bussdown was flowing behind her as she pushed it over her shoulder, purposely trying to bounce her tiddies as she “fixed” her hair.
being the levelheaded woman you are, you decided against approaching them. knowing that you’d probably knock the bitches head off her shoulders if you went anywhere near her right now. so you pulled out your phone and sent ony a quick and simple text. ony looked at his phone almost immediately, knowing it was you who texted him since he had it on dnd for everyone else.
my wife💐
‘tell that bitch move around or ima drag her outta here omm😐’
as soon as he read the text, ony lifted his head and began searching for you. soon he locked eyes with yours, excusing himself from whatever conversation was going on and making his way to the kitchen. “what’s wrong now?” is this nigga dumb? did he not just see and feel that bitch being weird touching on him? “nun bruh just tell that hoe to keep her distance. that hair look new and i’d hate to have that shit on the floor” as the two of you conversed you couldn’t help but peep ivy and her friends start to mug you and your girls. eventually making their way towards you. before you can even point it out your thoughts were cut off by sasha. “yea i’m finna flip dis hoe. got me all the way fucked up.”
ony watched your friends start to remove their earrings and adjust their clothes, and being the nonconfrontational man that he was he decided it was time for you to go. “go tell ivy we leavin’ and wait f’me in the car ma. i’ll get you a slice of ca-” “nah i’m good right here.” you cut him off, eager to see what this bitch was on. as they approached y’all you see that sasha and mikasa were quick to be at your side, standing face to face with each of brielle’s friends. “you got a problem wit me shawty?” brielle smirked, looking you up and down and taking pride in pissing you off. but your mouth was smart and even though it got you in trouble with your man, there was nothing you couldn’t handle when it came to other people.
“nah but you seem to have a problem that i got the nigga you want” you spit back with a smile. you could see that your comment got under her skin. she was rolling her eyes as she replied. “nah ion got a problem when i know i can have em right back anytime. like last saturday for instance.” this bitch is a liar and you knew it. laughing at loud as both her and your friends looked at you confused. last saturday ony was home the entire day, and you can only remember it so vividly because he had you face down in the mattress for cursing him out over being late to brunch. you also remembered it so vividly because he recorded most of it on your phone. “tuhh bitch please pick a different lie because you know damn well he was with me. now are we gon sit here and chit chat or you tryna take this outside cause ian really with allat talkin’. ”
before the bird could reply, ony stepped in the middle of yall and tried to play the mediator. “y/n. get in the car, now. and brielle, what we had been over for a long ass time now. give that shit up and move on.” you backed down, feeling that no bitch was worth getting into it with your man. you were lowkey tired of being the bigger person, but knew i’d be better this way than just fighting and possibly ruining your friends party. as you made your way around ony, you gave brielle the illest mug ever to let her know that even though you’re leaving, you still ain’t no bitch. it wasn’t even five seconds since you left the kitchen where you can hear the bitch starting up again. “i don’t know why you still dealin’ wit that bitch. don’t you miss me ponpon?” brielle said in a baby like voice.
“nah chill wit that bitch word bro. and you really needa stop running your fuckin’ mouth bout her too cause i may not be here next time to stop her” you smiled while ony shut that bitch down. you knew he was more on the calm side so hearing him raise his voice a little turned you on. “oh please nigga you know damn well her shit nowhere as good as mine. used to have your soul leaving your body and allat. you can act like you don’t miss me but ik that dick think otherwise.” that was it for you. it was in the blink of an eye when you were dragging that bitch outside by her hair. honestly you needed whatever glue she got bc her shit wasn’t moving an inch. as you pulled her down the steps of ivy’s porch, you felt ony trying to grab at your wrists.
“mama let her hair go right now.” he yelled. you whip your head to the side, face to face with your man as he stared at you with a warning in his eyes. your fingers instantly straightened before brielle dropped to the ground. the stare this man was giving you made your heart start pumping rapidly. through his eyes you could tell that he was saying “don’t test me”, and you had no intention of finding out what would happen if you did. it was almost instantly when ony grabbed the top of your arm, quickly walking you to his car. most of the people were already outside, migrating there as they watched you drag brielle from the kitchen to the porch. ony opened your door and you sat down, ready to leave this whole day behind already. before you could close the door you heard brielle yapping again.
“fuck you bitch you can have the nigga. ain’t nun but a piece of dick anywayssss.” you hopped out the car and sprinted towards brielle with a quickness. as she seen you approaching she tried to square up but her hands were trash. punches were flying from everywhere, connecting right to her face every time. you honestly didn’t really care too much about what she said about you, but when it came to your boyfriend there was a line to be crossed. and she stomped right over it. “keep. my. man. name. out. your. fuckin’. mouth. bitch.” she was now laid on the floor with her arms shielding her bleeding face while you continued to throw blows her way. sasha seen her friends inching up about to jump in and shut it down immediately. “if you move anotha inch ima start swinging too. we don’t do nun of that jumping shit so i wish you would try so i can fuck you up right here.”
her friends looked at each other before back up completely, not wanting any problemsm. before long you felt strong arms wrap around you, lifting you off the ground and away from brielle. you were thrown into the backseat of ony’s car before he turned the child lock on, not being able to trust you to not open the door and attack again. he made his way to the front seat and threw a handful of tissue towards you from the glove compartment. the two of you were driving home in complete silence as you wiped your hands clean. usually your man would be lecturing you right now, but there was a calmness to him that frightened you. “umm…are you mad at me?”
he ignored you, asking his own question instead. “why do you get so jealous?” he mumbled, glancing at you in the rear view mirror. you rolled your eyes, acting as if what he was saying was the most ridiculous thing in the world when in actuality, he was right. you knew that ony and brielle been done way before you even came in the picture, but the thought of him even being with her made you feel a way. ony knew you very well and he could tell how you were feeling regardless of what you did or said.
“mama how many times i gotta tell you i’m only yours huh? why can’t you just trust me?” his grip on the steering wheel tightened as he kept replaying the nights events over and over again in his head. “how you expect me to trust you when you okay wit letting bitches be in your face? bitches you used to fuck!” you yelled, holding back tears as you moved your gaze out the window. ony opened his mouth to speak, but decided against going back and forth with you any longer. “we’ll fix this at my crib. not finna argue wit you in the car”
when the two of you made it to his apartment, ony wasted no time, leading you to his room before sitting you down on his lap. “so why you don’t trust me?” he asked, his handing running all over your back as he awaited your reply. you looked at the ground tears threatening to spill from your eyes as you tried your hardest to keep your voice from wavering. “i do” ony sucked his teeth at your words, lightly grabbing your chin and facing you towards him so you could see the knowing look he was giving you. “don’t lie mama, you said it in the car. why don’t you trust me?” the tears you’ve been fighting finally broke free as you quickly covered your eyes and sobbed into his lap. “i-it’s not you pa. i-i was just a little jealous b’cause you were letting her….her-” your cries took most of your breath from you, making you have to stop in the middle of your sentence so you can take a breath. “sh sh sh i get it baby. how you want me t’fix it huh?”you shrugged your shoulders at his question, not having an idea on how he could make this horrible night any better. “a-any way you can”
a soft smile made its way to ony’s face as he lightly pushed you down on your back. he removed your bottoms before slowly getting on his knees. “this way okay?” he asked, chuckling at how you eagerly nodded your head as an answer. it wasn’t long before ony had you a blabbering mess, his fingers digging into you slowly as he took in each of you pretty face expressions. “say it again baby” your back was arched off the bed as you repeated the words ony planned to have to chanting all night. “y-you’re all mine shitt” your moans made his dick grow stiff in his pants as ony looked at the sight of your glistening wet pussy. he quickly pulled his fingers out, laying his tongue flat on your clit before eating you out sloppily.
the feeling of his skilled tongue made you scream as you pushed and pulled on his head. “again” he mumbled into your pussy, too addicted to fully take his mouth away as he looked up at your pretty face. “all mine daddy a-all mine” ony sucked softly on your clit, letting his tongue run all over it in his mouth to quickly grab an orgasm out of you. his tactic worked, making him smile as he felt your juices begin to rush out of you and wet his chin. “good girl mama”
ony stood up in front of you, taking in the sight of your post orgasmic glow as he rubbed himself through his sweatpants. the sight of his bulge made you whine in want as you slowly leaned up to free him from his pants. ony quickly grabbed your hand, giving you a soft expression before lightly pushing flat onto the bed. “s’not about me right now mama. let me do this for you ‘kay?” you nodded your head at his words, making ony give you a like tap on your thigh to make you jump. “lemme hear your voice” at the sound of the small “yes” you gave him, ony slowly freed his dick from the confines of his sweats before lining it up with your tight entrance. “say it again”
“you’re all m-….ohmygoddd” the feeling of his thick dick sinking into your walls made a pretty cry fall from your lips. your back arching off the bed as your hand quickly flew to his wrists. ony didn’t let up, his pace slow, but his thrusts deep as he dug into you with love. “yea m’all yours mama. who dick is it?” your eyes were already at the back of your skull. small whimpers falling from your lips as you tried your hardest not to let your mind drift off into the clouds. “s’m….s’mine daddy” your words were slurred as you felt his dick begin to kiss your cervix in a way that made you want to scream. “ooouuu fuckkk”
ony’s pace began to quicken. the force of his quicker thrusts making your body begin to jerk a little on the sheets. he slowly pulled up your shirt, freeing your perky breasts before leaning down to latch his mouth onto one of your nipples. the feeling of his wet tongue on the sensitive bud making you grow wetter as you caressed the back of his head. you knew there would be marks in the morning, but you didn’t care. letting your man prove to you how much he loves and cares about you through making sweet love to your body. ony released your nipple with a small pop before moving up to your neck.
the dark purple marks were already beginning to form in both of the areas as he slowly moved his lips to your ear. “say it again f’me mama. don’t want you t’forget” as ony waited for your reply, he leaned up from your body, staring down at you lovingly before pulling out of you completely. you matched his gaze, your brown eyes big and watery as you told him the words he longed to hear. “you’re mine” with that ony flipped you onto your stomach, quickly thrusting back into you before fucking you at a fast pace. his dick kissed all the right places in you as you cried out into the air. “oh…oh my goddd daddy right there!” ony smirked as you continued to moan for him. he just started and you were already ready to make a mess all over the sheets. the sloppy sounds of his dick stroking your pussy ringing through the air as proof.
“s’too soon, need you t’hold it f’me ma. can you do that?” you quickly nodded your head, earning you a hard snap of his hips that made you yelp in pleasurable pain. “what i tell you before? talk t’me baby” he was pounding you into the sheets now, your back arched to perfection as ony kept a hand on your back and another at the top of your ass. “i….i can hold it daddy” a smile spread into ony’s brown features as he listened to your whiny voice. your pussy fluttering as you felt his thumb rub over your tight hole. “you want me to?” he asked, chuckling at how quickly you whined out a “yes daddy….please”. ony moved his hand before letting his spit drip from his mouth to your ass.
lightly rubbing his spit outside the brown hole before he lightly fed it the tip of his thumb. you moaned at the sensation, throwing yourself back on him to get more if his dick along with poking your ass out more. “greedy thing” he groaned before fully sheathing his tumble inside of you. the sight made his dick twitch as ony began to fuck you harder and faster. occasionally stroking your puckering hole with his thumb to keep you on edge.
“you trust me now baby?” he breathed, the sight and sound of your pretty moans and even prettier body making it hard for him not to want to shoot his load deep inside of you. “y-yes daddy….with my life”
“you gon cut out the jealousy shit?” ony began to pound into you, using his free hand to push your arch down deeper as he quickly fucked the both of you closer to your orgasms. “mmm..mhm n-no more” the feeling of his long dick repeatedly hitting your g spot made your legs shake under you as you began to soak the sheets under you with drool. “say it one more time for me beautiful and we gon cum together” tears fell from your eyes at the rush of emotions flowing through your body right now. the feeling of love and trust being the most powerful as you felt the coil in your stomach begin to snap.
“you’re all mine”
*grabby hands* dilf!nanami hcs..
DILF!NANAMI
match up ꑘ dilf!nanami x nanny!reader [afab + fem!reader, she/her prns]
tags/warnings ꑘ age gap [reader is 26/nanami is 37], mentions of kids, illness comfort, alcohol use, pet names, domesticity kink, marking [hickies + biting + scratching + m.receiving], sex toys [vibe], oral [f.receiving], mating press, overstim, aftercare-ish
ro's notes ꑘ hehehe now honey yk me so well 🤭 also i may have flushed this one out since i love it sm but i hope u don’t mind 🤧
ꑘ DILF!NANAMI whose hand was practically forced when it came to hiring a nanny, his promotion taking precious time away from his twins, yuuji and sukuna. “i’m sorry, boys, but i’m sure you’ll love them. i’ll only hire the best for you two.”
ꑘ DILF!NANAMI who shocked you the second he opened the door to his apartment, his sharp jaw and handsome features making you stutter out your hello, him returning with, “you must be ms. [y/n]. nice to meet you, dear.”
ꑘ DILF!NANAMI who found it hard to dislike you even at your newly constant presence, because even when the kids were at school, you were there, cleaning the house or asking him if he needed anything from the market. “well, suk wanted some mango and yuj some strawberries, so would you like a fruit with your “school” lunch like them.” the smile and giggle making his heart pick up pace
ꑘ DILF!NANAMI whose favorite weekend activity was quickly going to the park with you and the twins, loving how you would tease and pick at them but still give them the encouragement and support they needed “yuuji your hairs a mess—come ‘ere so i can fix it, baby.” “sukuna, look at me for a sec and why don’t you tell me why you’ve started crying, hun.”
ꑘ DILF!NANAMI whose favorite weekend activity was quickly going to the park with you and the twins, loving how you would tease and pick at them but still give them the encouragement and support they needed “yuuji your hairs a mess—come ‘ere so i can fix it, baby.” “sukuna, look at me for a sec and why don’t you tell me why you’ve started crying, hun.”
ꑘ DILF!NANAMI who started to depend on you on more than just an employee level, enjoying your ‘non-nanny’ days when the twins would spend the night at their friend, megumi’s home and you would sit with him on the couch and talk for a few hours “mmm, i see. so your boss wants you to newbies work? doesn’t seem fair.” even falling asleep on his shoulder one night
ꑘ DILF!NANAMI who began to care for you quicker than expected, your kindness and optimism oftentimes overtaking his pessimistic, tired days, leaving him to yearn for your return from picking up the twins from school. “don’t rush,” is what he’d tell you but may have paced back and forth in front of the main window while he waited when he should be writing emails
ꑘ DILF!NANAMI who reveled in your presence during the summer months when the four of you traveled to the Netherlands for some time away from the city—Nanami saying the reason was that was were his great grandfather was from. “i’ll be honest with you,,,i’ve never met that man in my life but it is beautiful here, isn’t it?”
ꑘ DILF!NANAMI who loved having your bedroom next to his rather than across the apartment, loved hearing your music play when you showered, hearing you murmur to your family over the phone, and dance around when you got tipsy late at night
ꑘ DILF!NANAMI who forced you to the doctors when you got a cold, sending the boys to the old couple next door that had been dying to spend the day with them
ꑘ DILF!NANAMI who then let the twins have a sleep over so he could sit by your bed that night and rush to the bathroom for cool wash cloths when you gained a fever, then falling asleep with his head at the foot of your bed
ꑘ DILF!NANAMI who fell ill shortly after you got better and was possible too ecstatic to have you dozing off on his bed after taking his temperature instead “such a cozy sleeper,” he thought before joining you in slumber
ꑘ DILF!NANAMI who was accidentally too touchy one night, putting his hand on your lower back and kissing your cheek before you left the kitchen to get ready for bed, saying, “goodnight, sunshine.”
ꑘ DILF!NANAMI who was knocking on your bedroom door after a day of the two of you playing with the kids in the garden. “mr. kento? i’m in the bath, but you can come in.”
ꑘ DILF!NANAMI who nervously walked toward your bathroom, only to pause outside the open doorframe, twisting to rest his back against the wall. “a bath? you never take those.” “well after my shower i was feeling a bit sore.”
“hm…im sure there’s a spa in town. you’ve been working so hard. why don’t you take the day off to enjoy yourself, get a massage?”
“mmm, i don’t know.” and maybe there had been a two time empty wine glass sitting on the edge of that tub. “i don’t think i’d want anyone but you to touch me when I’m so close to be naked.”
ꑘ DILF!NANAMI who fumbled the bag he soooo desperately wanted. “uh, some other time. I actually came to ask you something.”,
ꑘ DILF!NANAMI who had successfully stumbled through asking to make you dinner when the boys would be with the neighbors for a few days. “it’s almost time to head back to Tokyo—wanted to thank you for everything you’ve done for us so far.”
ꑘ DILF!NANAMI who fed you a homemade meal and a bottle of wine that left you sitting on his lap, playing the his unbuttoned white shirt, chewing on your lip while his smooth voice washed over you. “your voice is so sexy,” you slurred, pawing at his chest. “it’s like…fuckable- want your voice to fuck me, mr. nanami”
ꑘ DILF!NANAMI who let you kiss on his neck while holding your hips still, “why don’t we get you to bed?”, only to learn you had fell asleep and he would be trudging through the house with you in his arms to put you to bed
ꑘ DILF!NANAMI who refused to have the childish “i’m embarrassed and i’m sorry” from you, quickly correcting that if he hadn’t enjoyed it you would’ve known and the bruises in his neck was a lasting reminder of how long he let you kiss and suck at his throat
ꑘ DILF!NANAMI who wasted no time in taking the chores off your hands for the next couple of days and him standing over the sink, washing the dishes, shouldn’t have made you ache as much as it did
ꑘ DILF!NANAMI who was suddenly aware of the vibrating sound coming from your bedroom; he’d heard it before but now that he’d pieced it together he may have tried to listen a bit closer
ꑘ DILF!NANAMI who had knocked on your door and now had one of your legs over his shoulder while he sucked on your clit and licked through your folds in the middle of the doorway “such a pretty thing,” was muffled because of your hands keeping his head buried in your cunt
ꑘ DILF!NANAMI who did his best to be loving when he got you on the bed, did his best to fuck you slow and sweet, “it’s been so long, [y/n].” but your pleas for him to be more rough broke his resolve. “i’m begging, kento. i wanna cry- make me cry, please. please, fuck me harder.”
ꑘ DILF!NANAMI whose blonde hair was messy with sweat while your hands clawed at his back. “hell, you feel so good and your fucking nails.” his thrusts forced you to grab ahold of the headboard to keep from having your head slammed into the wood.
ꑘ DILF!NANAMI who took pride in pressing your legs to your chest and pumping loads of cum into your drenched cunt “you’ll take it all, won’t you?” loving how you screamed, “yes! yes, i will.”
ꑘ DILF!NANAMI whose eyes caught the vibrator sitting on your nightstand and quickly pressed it against your clit and watch you try and squirm away “c’mon stay still, beautiful.” “‘m tryinggg.”
ꑘ DILF!NANAMI who had you cum over and over till tears left your eyes to grace your cheeks. “kento- I’m- I can’t-” “i know, i know. one more for me, alright?” him, stroking your cheeks so lovingly like he wasn’t making you gasp for air and grit your teeth
ꑘ DILF!NANAMI who, with ease, made you a mess on his dick, leaving you shaking against his chest after you had both came for the last time. “just relax. i’ve got you, dear.”
ꑘ DILF!NANAMI who couldn’t have been happier to wake up next to you, your hands wrapped around his bicep, face squished against his bite mark covered shoulder. “love,,,we’ve got to get up…wait- uh, how do you feel? can you move?”
ꑘ DILF!NANAMI who made you breakfast in bed before running to the grab the twins from your neighbors. “i’ll be back right.” then listening to sukuna ask if you could come with them next summer. “hopefully and hopefully she’ll come with us when we go to Malaysia.”
ꑘ DILF!NANAMI who fell quick and even harder when you returned to Japan, ready to remove your nanny title to something more and closer to his heart. maybe even move your room closer to his
ꑘ AND DILF!NANAMI who had thoughts of proposing just a year later with a simple ring like you requested and at a bar in Malaysia where he had taken you on your first date of many dates “i think i wanna spend the rest of my life with you, move the out with you, travel with you, retire with you, do everything with. you..”
tagging ꑘ @sintiva @okhotel @chaotic-nick @missyasma @tonaken @nekoriots @wh0reforlevi @q-the-rockaholic @forwardpair @sugaslilsugabby @erenyeagerswhore @takemichiluvr @heartsfrommars + taglist
fantasy - mdni
pairings: dilf!nanami x fem!reader
synopsis: you meet your friend’s dad - not expecting that he turns out to be your favorite porn star
cw: age gap (reader is 21, nanami is 42), college girl reader, mentions of porn and masturbation, dumbification, daddy kink, unprotected intercourse, oral (giving and receiving), fingering, nipple play, cowgirl, mating press, degradation, teasing, nicknames (doll, princess), name calling (slut, whore), one mention of anal
word count: 4.7k pure filth (i’m sorry)
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The paperwork in front of you made you frown. You groaned internally. The semester had just started but your professor did not plan to go easy on your class. An important assignment was due, making you put in extra effort. Yue, a friend you met in this class, was sitting next to you. She was polite and well-mannered, making you feel comfortable around her even though you had only known her for a short amount of time.
You happily agreed to go to her house since she lived off campus; away from all the stuffy libraries. She told you that her father was a salaryman, often working overtime. He usually came home late which meant you had the house to yourselves to study.
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SOFT DOM
kento nanami x fem afab reader
desc: usually you run into him at the local bakery... you weren't expecting to meet him at a place like this.
cw: 7124 wc, canon divergent AU, dom / sex worker nanami, sub reader, BDSM, bondage, impact play (crop usage & ass smacking), condom use, thigh riding, vaginal fingering, brief nipple play, groping, oral sex (reader & nanami receiving), facesitting, multiple orgasms (reader), biting (from nanami), mention of hair pulling, mention of bruises, dacryphilia, spit / drool mention, pet names (darling / sweetheart / etc), reader refers to nanami as sir. lemme know if i missed anything.
a/n: thank you to the lovely patchy (@potionpeddlerpatchy) for comming this piece !! i think this is my first time writing for nanami ? i hope i did him justice <33 !!
18 & UP CONTENT. MINORS, DO NOT INTERACT. THANKS.
“Two melon breads and a coffee, please.” You heard the all too familiar order spoken by an all too familiar voice.
You didn’t even notice him a few spots ahead of you in the line. Usually you would keep an eye out for him whenever you visited this bakery, as he frequents it at similar times of day as you. But today your mind was a bit preoccupied. Your thoughts were filled with a mixture of excitement and anxiety due to your Friday night plans.
“Next, please,” called the girl working at the counter — an indicator that the man you’ve been secretly admiring must be on his way out.
You quickly looked to the floor, feigning interest in the tiles beneath you. You caught a glimpse of his leather shoes as he passed you. You didn’t hear the bell from the door, so you assumed he went to sit at one of the tables. This wasn’t his usual routine — normally he would get his order and leave.
Once at the counter, you got your order and an iced coffee. You headed towards the tables, coffee in one hand and the small box of baked goods in the other. You looked towards your usual table — the one you would go to sit at every time you came here — but there was already someone seated at the table.
It was him. His back was facing you, his shoulders broad even without his jacket on.
You momentarily stood like a deer in headlights — where were you supposed to sit now? Sure, there were other tables open… but you were so used to sitting at this specific table that it felt wrong to sit at a different one. You took a deep but subtle breath, deciding to make due with the booth seat in the back of the bakery. Your main concern now was having to pass this mystery man of yours.
You were so caught up in wanting to get to your seat that you didn’t even notice him get up and partially block your path. Just as you were about to pass him, he stood from his seat, bumping into you in the process.
You let out a startled yelp, spilling your thankfully iced coffee all over his shirt. You barely had any time to admire the way his wet shirt clung to his toned body, preoccupied with apologising and grabbing napkins to try and wipe his shirt clean. Despite the napkins and fabric of his shirt being a barrier between you and him, you could feel the way his muscles flexed beneath his skin.
“I am so, so sorry! I– Oh my god, I’m so sorry!” You couldn’t bring yourself to look up at him. He must be upset. You never considered yourself to have a chance with this handsome stranger, but now it definitely felt like you wouldn’t have a chance with him.
A far too gentle chuckle and rough hands wrapping around your wrists brought you out of your cocoon of self loathing and pity. “No need to apologise. I should be the one apologising. I should’ve checked my surroundings before getting up. Are you okay?”
He looked down at you, his gentle gaze partially obscured due to his sunglasses. He noted the way tears form in the corners of your eyes, the way your bottom lip jutted out and the way your brows were furrowed upwards. He brushed away an inappropriate thought, asking you once more if you were okay.
“No, I, I’m fine. But your shirt. It’s ruined,” you paused for a moment, “I’ll pay for your dry cleaning. Or for a replacement.”
“That won’t be necessary. It’s a cheap shirt. I can replace it myself.” Despite his blunt words, there was something so calming about the way he spoke to you — about the way his hands held your wrists so gently.
“At least take my contact info if ever you need some help in the future.” You pulled your wrists from his grasps, digging for a pen from your bag. You gave him no opportunity to decline as you wrote your name and number down on one of the dry napkins.
As you went to hand him the napkin, he gave you a business card.
“Let me buy you another coffee.” His smile was faint, but there.
“Oh, that won’t–” you didn’t get to finish your reply.
“I insist,” he looked down at the napkin with your name roughly written on it before proceeding to say your name.
You let out a soft defeated sigh before nodding. “Okay… but the next time I run into you… in a less physical way… I’ll cover your order, okay?”
“Alright then.” He chuckled once more before heading to the counter to get your replacement coffee.
You couldn’t help but pout as you looked at the business card in your hand. Nanami Kento. What a nice name, you thought to yourself. You let out a soft chuckle, noticing how his name oddly matched the way his hair was styled.
It took only a few minutes for Nanami to get you a new coffee. He also gave you two melon breads which you weren’t expecting. Nanami briefly apologised for not asking you what coffee you wanted — he said he’ll be sure to get the right order the next time he sees you.
The two of you spoke briefly, making small talk whilst also trying to find out more about one another. Eventually he had to leave and you had to start on the work you brought along on your laptop. He gave you a brief bow, a nod and a small smile before he exited the bakery. You watched him through the large windows of the bakery, feeling your cheeks heat up at the sight of the coffee stain on his shirt.
After Nanami had left the bakery, you quickly finished up what little work you had, enjoyed your pastries and the coffee he bought you.
It wasn’t long until you found yourself standing in front of the door of the club you’ve been anxious to visit. You were no longer wearing your business casual attire from earlier, instead wearing something more appropriate for the nightlife. Despite your excitement, you struggled to get your hand on the doorknob. What if it ends up being a sketchy place? What if they don’t accept walk-ins? But your friend reassured you they do…
Your internal struggle was quickly interrupted when an awfully tall man put his arm around your shoulder. You couldn’t help but jerk away from him, an accidental yelp leaving your lips.
“No need to worry, sweet thing. I work here. You’re new, right? Come with me.”
You could barely get a word in as the unknown man escorted you inside. His over the top personality stood out just as much as his white hair. He kept asking you questions. What were you looking for? Are you a sub? Do you prefer it rough or gentle? What’s your type in men? In women?
“It’s my first time here and you’re talking too much!” You blurted out, feeling your cheeks heat up for the umpteenth time today as the clerk at the counter glanced over to you.
The white haired man chuckled, patting your shoulder before leading you to the clerk. “Ask for Kenjiro. He’s your best choice as a first timer.” He winked before disappearing through a door that you could only assume led to the dressing room for the employees.
You awkwardly stood at the counter, struggling to look the clerk in the eyes. “I’d like to ask for, uh, Kenjiro, please.”
“You’ll go with Kenjiro, hm? Is it your first time at this kind of establishment?” The clerk didn’t seem bothered by your obvious anxiety.
You nodded in response. The clerk only hummed before continuing to get your bill ready. You ended up asking for a two hour session, hoping that the longer session would give you more time to ease into everything. You hoped that it wasn’t a mistake to accept the recommendation from the white haired stranger.
You were soon given a card and were told to wait for a few minutes as they prepared a room. You noted that the “Ken” in Kenjiro used the same character as the “Ken” in Kento. Maybe this was a good choice.
It wasn’t long before you were escorted down a rather long hallway — you didn’t expect the place to be this big. You were led into a dimly lit room with a mostly red and black interior. The large bed seemed to be the most familiar piece of furniture to you in the room. You noted the hooks on the bed frame, the ropes adorning the walls and the table with neatly laid out items you could only assume the purpose of.
You were left alone long enough for you to take a seat on the bed, breathing deeply to try and curb your nervousness.
It wasn’t long before the door to the room opened and a broad shouldered man entered. Despite the dim lighting, it didn’t take you long to notice exactly who it was that entered the room.
Even with the decorative mask covering half of his face, you could tell who it was. He wore the same watch as earlier in the day. Though messier, his hair was parted at the exact same spot as this afternoon. There was no doubt about it. The man standing in front of you was Nanami Kento.
“I, uh– Nanami?” You stammered out, getting up from the bed to be a bit more levelled with him.
He didn’t say anything, only letting out a deep sight before removing his mask. There was no point in hiding his face if you knew who he was.
You stared at each other for a few moments, tension building up and filling the room. “I’ll cancel the session, sorry…” You didn’t give him time to respond, instead trying to move past him to the door.
Before you could even get a proper grip on the door handle Nanami had his hand planted on the door, preventing you from opening it. You felt cornered between him and the door, but you didn’t feel anxious anymore. “I’m fine with this if you are.” His voice was gentle from behind you.
You could smell his cologne — it was different from the one he wore earlier in the day. His breathing was slow and steady, but hot against your nape.
“I haven’t done this before…” You spoke after a while. “I mean, I’ve had sex before but I haven’t done this before.”
“Don’t worry, darling. I’ll make sure you don’t regret picking me.”
You turned around to face him, your back now pressed to the door. You nodded as you looked up at him. He removed his hand from the door, instead holding it out for you to take. You placed your hand in his and allowed him to guide you to the bed, to talk you through the concept of safewords despite you already knowing what they were. You allowed him to undress you, to caress your skin with his big, warm hands.
Once you were left in only the lingerie you bought specifically for this night, Nanami pulled you against him. The leather harness he wore over his dress shirt was cold against your skin. You felt exposed compared to him who was fully clothed, only his face and hands were left uncovered.
He placed a hand on the small of your back, pushing your body even more into his. His other hand trailed along your side, a finger hooking into the strap of your panties that ran over your hip. He pulled it before letting it smack back against your skin. You hoped you didn’t flinch.
“You said you were okay with bondage, yes?” You nodded in response to his question. The hand at your side squeezed your hip, briefly leaving an imprint on your skin after he pulled it away from you. Nanami stepped back, retrieving some of the rope you had assumed were only for decoration.
It wasn’t long before he was in front of you again, now draping the rope over your skin and tying it in intricate knots. His knuckles ghosted over your skin as he worked. You couldn’t help the shiver that ran through your body.
By the time he was done tying the last knot at your wrists, you felt like your legs could give in beneath you. Nanami was attentive as he trailed his fingers along the rope that adorned your skin. He pressed against it, indirectly pressing against your skin. A part of you wished he would just touch you instead of only touching the rope.
When his hands did finally meet your skin, there was a new barrier hindering the skin to skin contact you were hoping for. He was wearing gloves — cold leather gloves that felt rough against your plush skin.
You couldn’t help the whine that left your lips or the way you pouted. With your hands tied down you couldn’t even attempt to touch his face — the only place with bare skin of his available. Your brows furrowed as you looked up at him, an evident displeased look on your face. “I want to feel you against my skin.”
Nanami only chuckled, leaning down until his lips only barely ghosted over yours. Just as you tried to fill the gap between the two of you, he pulled away. A gloved hand wrapped around your jaw, “You need to earn my touch, sweetheart.” With that he pushed you down onto the bed.
With your wrists tied together and connected to the rope that sat snuggly between your pussy lips, you were unable to cushion your fall, landing flat on your back. Thankfully the bed was soft beneath you.
In an attempt to sit upright or even scoot a bit further up on the bed, the rope running along your slit tightened as your hands tried to help you move. The moan that left your lips shocked not only you but also Nanami. He had barely even done anything to you — and hadn’t even touched you in this moment — yet you were moaning so lewdly.
The friction of the rope pressing the lace of your panties further into your dampening cunt made you squirm. You couldn’t tell if you wanted to keep moving your hands to feel more of this or if you just wanted it to stop.
“Now, now.” Gloved hands took hold of your wrists, bringing them downwards to stop you from pleasuring yourself. “Who said you got to feel good yet, hm? You only get to feel good when I allow it.” He squeezed your wrists before giving the flesh of your thigh a slap. You yelped at the sting — but it didn’t hurt, it felt good.
“Sorry,” you pouted, not making eye contact.
His hand came down onto your thigh once more, making your body jerk. “Sorry who?” He leaned over you, hand kneading the flesh he had just hit.
“I’m sorry, sir.” You felt his warm breath against your cheek. You looked at him from the side, unable to get yourself to turn your head to properly face him.
“Good girl.” The brief praise from him made your insides tingle. You attempted to squeeze your thighs together only to have them blocked by his knee.
“Now then,” Nanami said, switching your positions so that he was on his back and you were sat on his thigh. His hand pressed to the soft skin of your stomach to stop you from leaning down onto him. He knew he wore the gloves to tease you, but at this moment it felt like a punishment he unknowingly set up for himself. He so desperately wanted to feel your skin beneath his fingertips.
His hands moved to your sides, thumbs massaging circles into your hips as he pressed you down onto his thigh. You couldn’t help but moan as he guided your hips, forcing you to rub yourself against him.
With each movement of your hips the rope tightened against your clit, making you whine even more. Your hands were planted on his upper thigh as you attempted to keep yourself upright. You could feel the way his muscles tensed beneath you with every loud moan that slipped past your lips.
“Keep going.” He removed his hands from your sides, instead stretching his body to the side to grab something that was just barely in his reach. You were too busy chasing an orgasm you had no permission for to notice the leather crop in his hand.
You gasped feeling the cold leather of the crop run up along your stomach until it was situated between your tits. You arched your back, leaning forward as you moved your hips in such a way to get that perfect friction against your puffy clit. You were so close. You weren’t paying much attention to Nanami or the crop tracing your skin, too focused on the heat building up inside you.
You were close. Your legs trembled and your heart felt like it could pop right out of your chest. You could feel your climax creeping up on you. You were so close. Just as you moaned out for your anticipated orgasm, Nanami hooked his finger beneath the rope leading down to your cunt. He tugged on it, giving you that last push to get you over the edge.
You cried out, moaning his name as your entire body jerked with pleasure. You dug your nails into the firm muscle of his thigh, tiny white stars clouding your vision.
You were forced out of your state of bliss when you were roughly turned onto your back, Nanami caging you between himself and the bed. You were still moaning and whining, the tremors of your release still coursing through you.
“Who said you could cum?” Nanami’s voice was low and his breath hot against your skin. He was close enough for you to kiss him. Nanami pulled at the rope, causing you to yelp at the pressure that was put on your clit. He wasn’t satisfied with how long it took you to respond. “Answer me. Who gave you permission to cum?” He pulled at the rope just enough to put pressure on your clit without actually making you feel good.
“No one…” You struggled to get the words out. You didn’t look at him, your face turned to the side to avoid his heavy gaze.
“Hm?” He tugged at the rope yet again, making you jerk your hips upwards and into his. You were only pressed against him for a moment, yet you were sure of what you felt. He was hard. He was hiding his lust well despite the way his cock bulged against the restraints of his pants.
“No one, sir.” You forced yourself to look at him. Despite having come here inexperienced and without a clear idea of what you wanted, you couldn’t help but want to tease him for his arousal. “But, sir, how could I hold back when you’re like this?” You lifted your thigh to press against his crotch.
Despite his attempt to keep himself composed, Nanami couldn’t stop his body from reacting to your touch. A soft groan left his lips and you could see the way his jaw clenched. It only made you want to tease him more. Nanami’s hips rutted forward into your thigh as you pressed up against him again. Another groan could be heard.
“Stop that.” His eyes looked dark, predatory as he looked down at you.
“Make me.” You didn’t stop, instead rubbing against him harder and faster.
Nanami had to stop himself from acting on his impulses. He so desperately wanted to just grab you by the hair and drag you off of the bed — to shove his cock down that disrespectful little mouth of yours and shut you up. He wanted nothing more than to make you cry and drool around his cock as he fucked your throat.
But he knew he couldn’t do that to you yet. You were still just a beginner. He didn’t want to make your first BDSM experience a negative one. So instead he grabbed onto your thigh, big hands squeezing your plush skin as he pushed it down. “Don’t test me, sweet thing.”
His grip on your thigh was bruisingly tight. It made you squirm. “What’s my reward if I obey?”
“You don’t get punished.” He stood up, standing at the edge of the bed as he admired your body.
You couldn’t lift yourself up due to your hands being restrained. Any attempt at sitting up only causes the rope to tighten against your clit. Nanami chuckled as he watched you struggle. You pouted, “What’s so funny?”
“Nothing, sweet thing.” He leaned over you and for a moment you thought he would help you up, but instead he only grabbed the crop that was lying just a bit past your head. He placed the crop between his lips before moving onto the bed again, sitting on his knees. He pulled you closer, draping your legs over his thighs and pressing his clothed cock to your cunt.
You gasped as he grinded against you, struggling to hold back your moans. The fabric of his pants was rough but somehow still felt good against you. You couldn’t help the way you let your hips move in sync with his.
Nanami hummed in disapproval, steading your hips with his hands as he ceased with his own movements. One hand held your waist, gloved fingers pressing into your skin. With his other hand he lifted up your bra, uncovering your tits. He squeezed the one and then the other, eliciting soft whines from you as he massaged them. He let go of them only to take the crop from between his lips. Nanami traced spirals around your nipples, eventually letting the tip of the crop rest on your left nipple.
Your body felt tense yet relaxed all at once as he kept teasing your nipples. It wasn’t long before both of your nipples stood upright — hard and perky. You knew the cool air against your skin played no part in helping them harden. It was all because of the way Nanami used the crop.
You yelped and your body jerked when the leather tip of the crop smacked against your nipple. You weren’t expecting that. The hand on your waist came up to squeeze your free nipple, massaging the erect nub before pinching it just enough to not cause pain. Whilst your one nipple was being teased with his gloved fingers, the other was being nudged and ever so often smacked by the crop.
Though he enjoyed the way you moaned and squirmed in response to his teasing, Nanami knew you had a limited amount of time. He had so much more that he wanted to do with you. He could probably spend hours teasing your pretty tits… but he had other things in mind as well. He didn’t know if this would be the only time he’d get to have you like this. He couldn’t pass up on an opportunity like this.
He set the crop aside for good now, lifting you up and onto his lap. Your tits were at perfect level with his face, allowing him to plant kisses along your chest with ease. One hand rested on the small of your back, keeping you close to him whilst the other squeezed at your tits.
Nanami pinched and massaged your one nipple between his gloved fingers whilst his mouth latched to the other. Your moans and cries only prompted him to keep going, to graze his teeth ever so gently over the soft nub between his lips.
Your body couldn’t help but react to his touch despite your mental protests. You’ve been admiring this man from afar for so long and now… now you’re showing him the lewdest parts of yourself. You so desperately wanted your hands to be free, to be able to rake your fingers through his hair and feel his skin beneath your fingertips.
“Please… I need more,” you whined, begged.
His suckling at your chest stopped only to continue moments later. You were about to whine, to protest once more until you felt the hand at your back move to the restraints around your wrists. You hoped he would untie them, that he would allow you to touch him too. But he didn’t. Instead he just teased you by taking one of your hands into his own, squeezing it gently.
His movements ceased once more, “What do you want me to do?” His voice was low and sultry. His breath was warm against your spit coated nipple.
“I want to touch you. Please.” You hoped your pleading was enough. “I want to feel your skin against mine. Please let me touch you.”
“Alright.” He was fast, easily lifting you up and adjusting your position to what he wanted. But still, he didn’t free your hands.
Your new position wasn’t exactly what you had been expecting. You were still on top of him, but this time your knees rested on either side of his head, giving him the perfect view of your dampened underwear and the rope that spread your pussy lips ever so slightly. With your hands still tied, you couldn’t even keep yourself up. Your head was laid almost on top of the bulge in his pants.
You gulped at how close you were to his cock. Even though it was clothed and restrained, you could tell it was big — bigger than you had expected.
“What should I do?” You tried to look back at him but couldn’t.
“You wanted to feel my skin against yours, right? Then go ahead.” His hands squeezed at your thighs, making your body jerk. He noticed the way the rope tightened and the way your thighs tensed in response.
“But my hands—”
“Use your mouth.” He gave you no time to complain or whine.
You sniffled, somewhat upset that you couldn’t touch him the way you wanted to. You struggled to manoeuvre your body in the way you wanted. You used your mouth to try and unbuckle his belt. But you couldn’t do it. The metal was hard and cold.
“I can’t get the belt off… please…” You whined.
He sighed beneath you, hot breath blowing against your cunt. You wanted to squeeze your thighs shut in response but couldn’t due to his head being between them. “Fine then.” His hands left your thighs and moved down to his belt, unbuckling it with ease. “The rest is up to you, sweetheart. Start here.” He pressed a finger to the button of his pants. “Undo that first. Then here,” he traced the zipper of his pants, “The rest you can figure out yourself, I hope.”
You mumbled out a displeased “yes” only to be answered with a smack to your ass. You tried to hold back the yelp that left your lips but ended up unsuccessful in your attempt.
“What was that?”
“Yes, sir,” you grumbled out.
His one hand rested on the fresh red print on your ass, massaging the soft flesh as the other toyed with the rope leading down to your cunt.
You struggled to keep yourself composed, soft whimpers escaping your lips with every nudge to the rope. You used your mouth to undo the button of his pants. You struggled to unzip his pants, but eventually got it down. It wasn’t hard to get his boxers down as his achingly hard cock assisted you with the task.
It was a lot thicker than you expected. The veins adorning his cock were thick and pulsing, guiding your line of sight up to the pinkish tip of his cock. He was leaking precum already. The tip of his cock was fat, but smaller than the girth of his cock. The hair at the base of his cock was neatly trimmed and similar in colour as the hair on his head — a bit darker, maybe.
You gulped at the sight — and size — of his cock. You wondered if it would be able to fit. You’ve never been with someone this thick before.
“Come on, get to it, darling.” Another smack came down onto your ass, making your body jerk.
You moaned as the rope tightened against your clit once more. You didn’t say anything in response, only leaning forward enough to press your lips to his leaking cock. It was warm. The precum was sticky and stuck to your lips when you pulled away. You attempted to adjust yourself a bit before taking his cock properly into your mouth. Or at least as properly as you could.
The tip wasn’t too hard to wrap your lips around, your tongue nudging at the leaking slit. You could feel Nanami’s abdominal muscles tense beneath you. You took a bit more of him into your mouth, feeling him twitch against your tongue. The veins on his cock were thick and protruding. It wasn’t hard to pinpoint where they were with your tongue. You did your best to take as much of him into your mouth but struggled nonetheless. You’ve barely gotten half of him into your mouth and already your jaw was hurting.
A sudden nudge at your cunt made you jerk forward, taking more of him into your mouth than you were ready for. You gagged around his cock, choking at the sudden intrusion you weren’t ready for. You pulled your mouth off of his cock, panting and coughing.
“What are you–” You weren’t given an opportunity to finish your question as the rope and your panties were moved to the side. You couldn’t tell if you were relieved that the pressure against your clit was gone, or if it was a disappointment.
Another whiny moan escaped your lips as something wet and warm forced its way between your folds. Nanami took his time to taste you, licking along your slit and lapping at your slick folds. You tasted better than he expected.
“Keep going.” His words were muffled against your cunt, but you knew what he said. He didn’t say anything else, only squeezing your thighs as he kissed along your folds and lapped up your sweetness.
You struggled to keep yourself composed, moaning as you forced yourself to take his cock back into your mouth. Your moans sent vibrations around Nanami’s cock, causing him to moan against your cunt in return. You couldn’t tell if his moans were forced to tease you or if they were genuine. Either way you had to keep going.
Just as his tongue worked its way past your folds and into your wet hole, you worked your lips further down his cock. You knew there was no way you could fit all of him into your mouth without the risk of ripping the corners of your mouth. So you had to try something else.
You bobbed your head up and down his cock, squeezing your lips around him and hollowing your cheeks as you sucked. You pulled your mouth off of him before starting to lick and suck along the length of his cock. You traced the tip of your tongue over each vein, moaning in response to the way he nudged his tongue against your clit.
Your mouth settled at the base of his cock, sucking and kissing the soft flesh as you moved up towards the tip. You took his leaking tip back into your mouth, wrapping your lips tightly around it. You swirled your tongue around it, nudging at the leaking hole ever so often.
You wondered if he was close. He was twitching so much and it seemed like his mouth had gone still against your cunt. His moans were no longer loud or teasing, instead low and breathy. His fingers were digging into the soft flesh of your thighs. It stung and you were sure that it would bruise, but you kept going.
“That’s enough,” Nanami spoke with a clenched jaw. You ignored him and kept going, swaying your hips above him to tease him even more.
You cried out as he pushed you off of him, quickly pinning you beneath him. His eyes were clouded and glossed over as he looked down at you. He sat up, taking off his gloves before he started to untie the rope adorning your body. You wondered if he was mad. Was this his way of telling you he was done?
Your questions were quickly answered once you were untied. He pinned your hands above your head with one of his own. His other hand was already between your legs, fingers nudging in between your folds with ease. He coated them in your slick, nudging at your clit before sinking two fingers into your hole.
“Listen when I talk,” he growled out the words, his jaw tight as he spoke.
You couldn’t respond to him with words, too occupied with holding back your moans as he mercilessly pumped his fingers in and out of you. As his fingers curled and spread inside you, his thumb worked your clit. He wasn’t gentle nor slow, roughly massaging your sensitive nub whilst his fingers kept pressing against that swollen and spongy place inside you.
You felt like you were losing your mind, crying and moaning his name as you squirmed beneath him. You couldn’t even squeeze your legs shut as he kept them spread open with his own legs. You were too busy trying to run away from your nearing climax that you didn’t notice the way he looked at you, the way he bit at the inside of his cheek to keep himself under control.
Nanami wanted to do so much more than just this. He could feel the way your walls tightened around his fingers, the way your breath hit his face with each of your moans, the way your thighs pressed against his. He kept fucking his fingers into you, ignoring his more sadistic desires as he kissed along your neck, nipping and sucking at the skin.
It wasn’t long before he had you come undone around your fingers. Your moans were louder than before. The way you squirmed and struggled against him could make Nanami go feral. He groaned as he sunk his teeth into the nape of your neck. It wasn’t enough to draw blood but more than enough to leave a visible mark.
Despite you having just came, Nanami kept massaging your clit with his thumb, hoping to force one more orgasm out of you before he would get to properly take you. He didn’t have to wait long for another surge of pleasure to rush through your body. Your hips rutted up into him as your body convulsed with pleasure. You swear you’re seeing stars.
It almost felt like too much. You didn’t have any time to recover from the first orgasm before having the other forced upon you. Even after Nanami let go of your wrists and pulled his hand out from between your legs, you were still trembling and twitching.
“Ready for the main course?” Nanami spoke but you couldn’t quite tell what he was saying. Everything felt like a blur. You saw him take something out of his pants’ pocket before he pushed his pants and underwear down a bit more. He lifted his shirt up, keeping it between his teeth to stop it from falling down. It seemed like he was putting on a condom.
Despite your blurry vision, you could finally see his bare skin. His stomach was well toned, but his abs weren’t as prominent as you expected. There was a healthy bit of fat layered over the muscles. Along with the thin trail of hair leading up to his navel were protruding veins. You wondered how you missed that detail. The glorious view in front of you was soon covered again by his shirt. You tried not to grumble.
“Ready?” You felt the tip of his cock press against your cunt. With your panties still pushed to the side, Nanami slowly pushed further into you. Thanks to the way he so relentlessly finger fucked you, you weren’t as tight as before — otherwise he definitely wouldn’t have been able to fit inside you. But even so, the stretch still left a sting as he pushed further into you.
It felt like all the air had been knocked out of your lungs by the time he was fully buried inside you. Your nails were digging into his shoulders as his fingers dug into the already bruised flesh of your sides. You couldn’t even get out a moan, only panting and breathing heavily as you tried to keep yourself together.
“Good girl,” Nanami praised, pressing a kiss to your forehead, “You’re doing so well, darling.” He kissed the corners of your eyes, tasting your tears on his lips. He never knew something meant to be salty could taste this sweet.
Slowly Nanami started to rock his hips back and forth. You couldn’t tell if you wanted him to go faster in order to lessen this aching feeling inside you, or if you wanted him to keep at this pace — for him to keep moulding your walls to the shape of his cock. You could feel the largest vein at the belly of his cock pulsing against your insides, like a heartbeat.
Even with the thin condom he wore, it still felt like there was nothing between the two of you. You could feel his heat inside you. It felt like you were burning up from there where the two of you were connected so intimately.
A loud cry left your lips as Nanami rocked his hips forward faster than before. And then he pulled back only to push forward once more. He was picking up his pace.
You couldn’t keep up with him. You tried rolling your hips in unison with his, but he was going too fast. Nanami ended up taking hold of your hips as he sat up. You could no longer feel his breath on your skin, but you could see just how broad his shoulders are and how his shirt was dampened with sweat. You were a bit dissatisfied by the shirt covering his abdomen.
Despite struggling to keep yourself present, you reached out to tug on his shirt. “Take it off.” You pulled at it before lowering your hands to where the two of you were connected. Your body jerked when you touched yourself. You were still so sensitive. You ran your finger over your clit, moaning at the stimulation whilst keeping eye contact with Nanami.
The sight of you touching yourself beneath him, the way you looked at him and teased it… it was almost enough to send Nanami over the edge. But he knew he couldn’t let you know that. Instead he flipped you over. Now you were on top of him, his cock buried deeper into your cunt than before.
“Take it off yourself, sweet thing,” he said, referring to his shirt. His hands were on your hips, guiding your movements.
“Fine. But I’m not replacing this one.” You lifted yourself enough for only the tip of his cock to still be inside you, moaning loudly. You weren’t sure what compelled you to rip his shirt open instead of just unbuttoning it, but it didn’t matter anymore. You had your hands planted on his stomach to keep yourself up. His skin was warm beneath your palms. You could finally touch him properly.
With his hands still squeezing at your hips, you started to lower yourself down onto his cock again. Despite being amazed by your newfound boldness, Nanami couldn’t get a word out. His eyes were locked on the way your tits bounced up and down just as you rode his cock. He couldn’t hold back his moans anymore.
Soon both his and your moans were filling the room. You could tell you were close. Just like you could tell he was close. His abdominal muscles seemed even harder than before and the way his cock twitched and pulsed inside you was a dead giveaway.
Just as you were finally starting to find the right rhythm at which to bounce on his cock, Nanami rutted his hips upwards, lifting his lower body off of the bed as he thrusted up into you. His hands squeezed at your hips even tighter than before as he lifted you up only to slam you back down into his rutting hips.
The way you moaned, the way your mouth hung open and the way drool formed at the corners of your mouth — it all had Nanami in a trance. He kept fucking up into you, hitting that spot inside you over and over as if he’s known your body for longer than you have known yourself. He knew at just what angle to thrust up into you.
He could tell you were close. You could tell he was close.
Your bodies moved together in an almost primal manner as you leaned down to plant your lips onto his. Your moans mixed together as your tongues intertwined and toyed with each other.
It wasn’t long before you came undone on top of him. Your walls spasmed around him, your juices coating his cock even more than before and dripping down his balls. The squelching from between the two of you struggled to compete with the way you moaned into his mouth. He kept fucking you despite your release, chasing his own instead.
Just when you thought he would cum you were tossed onto your back. He pulled out of you, leaving you feeling empty as your walls squeezed around nothing. He moaned as he pulled the condom off, tossing it aside with little care for where it landed. He didn’t have to fist his cock for long before thick ropes of his seed coated your stomach. He groaned at the sight of your skin covered in his release. He pumped his cock a few more times, imagining that it was your cunt milking him dry instead of his hand.
“Fuck,” he breathed out, laying down beside you once he was sure he’s emptied every drop of his cum onto your skin. You watched the way his chest rose and fell, not noticing him watching yours do the same. You were both panting, out of breath as you admired each other quietly.
“Next time you want to do this,” Nanami broke the silence, still panting, “just give me a call and I’ll be there.”
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thank you once more to patchy for this comm !! it took me forever but i think the end result ended up much better than i expected !!
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cw. fluff to smut, pussy eating, overstimulation, big dick dilf!iwaizumi (mdni!)
you met dilf!iwaizumi through his daughter. you’re her aftercare counselor and she adores you like you’re her mother. she’s a sweet little girl that’s always attached to your hip.
for the past couple of weeks, she’s been trying to get your phone number to keep in contact with you and you told her that she needs to ask for her parent’s permission. so she begs and begs her dad, and while he does know about you, he doesn’t know you, so he ends up telling his daughter no which makes her very sad.
anyways, staff appreciation week comes and his daughter begs iwaizumi to get a gift for you. she made sure to ask you what your favorite snacks are. he agrees and has his daughter picks out what she wants to get you. the next day, she ends up giving you an entire box filled with snacks. surprised and super appreciative, when she’s called for dismissal, you run along with her to thank her dad. meeting him for the first time ever, you never knew what to expect but not that! you don’t expect a man as beautiful and fit as he is.
he’s in his mid-thirties while you’re in your twenties. there’s little signs of his aging, like the few strands of gray hair that appear. his face shows that his youth is slowly disappearing and he has eye bags. he has facial hair, but not too much. no mustache and the stubble growing back. he’s fucking hot and you’re gawking at him. you give him your thanks and before you can head back inside, he looks back at his daughter and asks for your number.
“she’s been asking for permission to give you my number,” he tells you. laughing, you nod.
“yes! she’s been badgering me about it and i told her that i needed your permission,” you say. “i mean, if you’re comfortable, im completely fine with it.”
exchanging numbers, your heart pounds at the smile he gives you before driving off. after that, you sort of develop a relationship with iwaizumi. he checks in with his daughter and you always let him know how she’s doing. to others, it doesn’t seem suspicious in anyway. other counselors have parents regularly keep in touch with their children through them.
however, from harmless messaging, it sparks into more when you’re invited to his daughter’s birthday party where it’s now outside of school boundaries. his daughter was so excited to see you and iwaizumi loves how you interact with her. you’re really good with children as you help along with her friends and guiding them. you and iwaizumi also got to know each other, where you learned that he’s an athletic trainer. you tell him you want to become a teacher and currently getting your bachelor’s towards education.
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LOVE ME A LITTLE MORE (4K)
— todoroki shoto x f!reader
SYNOPSIS: he don’t even scroll through insta ‘less he going through my pictures or while you’re stressed wondering why your boyfriend hasn’t commented on your new photo, he’s too busy jacking off to it.
WARNINGS: 18+, minors dni, masturbates over your photos, phone/facetime sex, you touch yourself too, established relationship, both switches, sorta a comfort fic/crybaby yn lol, youve got a nice ass, you both miss each other a lot, he spits on his dick
NOTES: omg look a todoroki fic!! not bakugou it’s todoroki!!! MY FIRST ONE!!! hope you all like it and his character isn’t off? tell me what you think when you’re finished :) also thank you aj tracey for the title
todoroki shoto hasn’t seen you in one month, two weeks, thirteen hours and forty-three seconds. he knows this because every time he looks at a clock, looks at his lockscreen, sees the sunrise for a new day and the sunset for the end of the day, he thinks of you. he tries to predict what you’d be doing at this exact time, whether you’re studying or at work, sleeping or just waking up. he even catches himself doing a social media sweep to see if you’ve posted anything.
sometimes he gets lost in it. in the corner of his hotel room in the armchair, staring lovingly at a new selfie you’ve posted on your instagram story. he stares for way too long, a stare that can only be excused with how much he loves and misses you, all bundled up into one. he then screenshots it to store permanently and after all that, he forgets to actually message you about the picture.
what he doesn’t realise is that you on the other side of the country, are equally missing your bi-haired lover and are overthinking everything. okay, so maybe you posted a selfie for everyone to see just for the eyes of your boyfriend. yes, you could have just texted it to him but maybe you wanted him to miss you as much as you missed him, to know that people are still seeing you in the flesh while he isn’t.
you kinda hate the burn you feel in your stomach when you’ve seen that shoto with a verified blue tick hasn’t said anything to about your picture. not a like on your story, not an emoji, not even a message. he just viewed it. what the fuck?
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30 Love
precis. katsukis’ old, he’s had his heart broken a plethora of times and is ready to give up. That’s until a pretty girl who’s been through the ringer herself prances into his life through a shitty dating app.
pairing. bakugou kastuki x female reader
word count. 4.2k
warnings. fem!sub!reader, degrading nickname (whore), oral (m & f receiving), fingering, unprotected sex, dirty talk, face sitting.
+ navigation | inspiration: shitty dating apps
You were nervous about seeing him again.
Only meeting Katsuki a few weeks prior after discovering each other on a ‘wealthy singles’ dating app and chatting. You’d been seeing each other about every other weekend since. Now, you were meeting him again, but this time would be even more special… you smiled, reminiscing over the soft tone he’d use for you whilst on the phone and the beautiful letters he wrote.
Not to mention the sinful pictures he had attached to quite a few.
Bakugou Katsuki was definitely not shy about his muscular body and well-hung manhood, which made you feel free within yourself. you had always been reserved, but there was nothing more you desired than to be wild with the right person to help set you free. What drew you to him were not the pictures of his body, but his hidden sensitivity. As you laid on your patio, bathing in the moonlight; fragments from a drunken memory slipped back into you mind. Well enough we’re you able to remember a conversation where the self proclaimed brute confessed his hurt about his last relationship, when his girlfriend left him for an older man.
That was the moment you realized he was indeed a brute, uncensored, and nothing short of boorish. But he was also tenderhearted, considerate, and fragile. He could fall deeply in love with someone he cared for. It didn’t take long for you to not only realize in your mind but your heart as well, that you wanted nothing more than to be with a man like Katsuki.
So here you are, about to meet him for only the fourth time, and thinking that you knew him better than your ex-husband you were married to for 8 years.
You drove for a long distance and his directions were perfect. You pulled into the park gate and saw the tennis courts he described. Your hands were clammy, leaving a moist fog on the black steering wheel as you pulled towards the parking lot. He was there, standing outside his vehicle, looking up at the sky. You smiled despite the nervousness. He was wearing white shorts and a light blue loose fitting polo shirt. His sunglasses covered his vermillion eyes, which disappointed you. Distinctly remembering how full of passion and intensity they were…and how deeply vermillion.
You parked several cars down and took a deep breath before getting out. As you approached, he looked down and smiled. It was a warm, comforting smile that made your tense shoulders drop, finally at ease. He took off his sunglasses and put them on his shirt, the simple gesture made your heart leap as he gazed upon you, almost like he put a spell over you. The blond wrapped his arm around your waist and grabbed your chin with the other, pulling your head up to meet his lips. He kissed you passionately, tongues wrestling for dominance and it was only right to let him take it. Bakugou reached down and cupped your bottom in his large, rough hand. Normally he wasn’t such a pervert, but your ass’d been on his mind since the day he swiped right…
"Are you ready to play?" He taunted, knowing full well he was better than you at the sport.
"Won’t you take it easy on me, Kat-us-ki?" You purred his name, hoping to break him down.
"We're just here to have some fun, not to get ready for the U-17 world cup." He replied with a snicker.
It had been a while since you had played so your game was rusty, but nonetheless enjoyable. It felt nice getting outside and running around, not to mention the killer smiles you were rewarded with every hit to the ball, he made you feel like you were in high school again. Suddenly, while you were reaching to hit a ball, you felt your ankle give way. You went down hard and instantaneously grabbed your ankle, unsure of the damage. You had sprained ankles before and knew that this wasn't one of the worst, but it was going to be a little painful to walk on for a day or two. You felt a hand on her shoulder as Bakugou knelt down beside you.
"Shit, are you alright? Can you walk?" He asked, holding your calf.
"I dunno… it hurts," she bit your lip, resulting in slurred speech. Though you knew you could walk off the court if you had to, it was tempting to see how he would react to the situation so you played helpless. His reaction was not at all what you expected, much to your delight.
You felt yourself being lifted into his strong arms, concern obvious in his eyes. As he carried you off of the court, you laid your head on his shoulder. The smell of his bourbon cologne surrounded your head and clogged your nose, and though strong cologne usually angers you, you couldn’t help but to relax into his arms. Also taking into notice how close his hand was to your breast. Your nipples became erect at the thought of Bakugou touching them. You found yourself wishing he had moved his hand higher when he lifted you, but quickly pushed the thought out of your mind as he neared an empty space of the park. He gently set you down on the soft grass under the shade of a large oak tree.
"I'll be right back," you have a simple nod and pushed your hands down to readjust your ass on the ground.
Bakugou walked to his car and opened the trunk, pulling out a cooler. He carried it to where he had laid you and set it down beside your hip, then went back to his vehicle to search for something else. You saw him take a deep breath and walk back towards you.
"I don't have anything to wrap the ice with so I'm going to use my shirt.” He said with an apologetic expression, but it was much to your delight.
Bakugou lifted his shirt and placed it on the ground. He began placing cubes of ice from the cooler onto it as you concentrated on his muscular chest and broad shoulders. Bakugou worked out regularly and was a weight lifter since high school. His chest muscles flexed as he reached to position you to be more comfortable. Your face was right in his chest. you instantly felt turned on as your pussy began to slick. It wasn’t your fault, he was sexy n’ rugged and you could see power in all his movements. As you sat watching him, looking him over, you felt completely safe with a man like Bakugou.
A rush of extreme cold against your sprained ankle brought you back to reality. He moved it around your ankle slowly, gently. You sighed as he cared for the injury and laid back and your elbows, still observing him. His concern was overwhelming and you felt a burning inside of you. Sure enough, it was your pussy now leaking through your undies. Slowly, you moved the uninjured leg apart, allowing your skirt to scrunch and open a view to your crotch. You knew if he looked up he would see your tiny thong. You felt naughty, yet passionate at the same time.
“I’m gonna be okay, right?" you asked.
"Yeah, s’ nothing major." he stated, but his words were cut short as he went to look at you. You knew he had seen them but was trying to ignore it. "You’re gonna be okay." he replied, a dark red blush freckled over his face. "It feels much better," you smiled, staring directly into his eyes, feigning innocence.
"Well it's a little swollen," he gulped.
"Uh, when I asked how it looked, I wasn't referring to my ankle, Love" you admitted.
You looked down at your skirt and pulled them all the way up, then going back to slide your thong to the side, exposing your beautiful, freshly waxed pussy to him. He took a deep breath and she could see the passion in his eyes. Bakugou reached into his shirt and took an ice cube out. His eyes darted around quickly to see if anyone was watching. Sitting between your legs, he began to run the ice across your calf. Then higher he moved the cube, the colder you got, and the wetter your cunt grew. You could not only feel the wetness from the ice running down your leg, but could also feel your own wetness dripping, and a knot forming within you.
"I think that I am more attracted to you than I have ever been to a man and I can't believe I'm saying or doing this." You hissed, rubbing your hand up and down his bicep.
"I feel like I’ve known you forever, m’ so comfortable with you, Katsuki… Every time I think of you I get goosebumps. Want you, want you to make love to me."
This said, Bakugou moved the ice higher just to your swollen lips. you gasped loudly and grabbed his hand, pulling him to you. Your lips met his in a deep kiss— It was a soft, slower kiss. You could feel his hardness against your leg as he lay on top of you while your tongues danced. Then he pulled back slowly, gently biting your bottom lip.
"I think we should go to your place and work on my ankle some more," you teased.
"Good idea. Can ya’ drive?"
"Yes, just help me to my car."
You followed him to his house, heart beating in your ears. You hadn't been this excited in a long time, yet you felt something inside that made you warm all over. He pulled into the driveway and you parked beside him. Bakugou approached as you opened the car door.
"You'll have to unlock my door," he said, handing you the key.
You took the key from his hand and he leaned into the car, sliding his left arm under your legs and his right around your torso. His hand rested, again, just beneath your breast. As he lifted you, you could feel the cold of his watch over the top of his hand and your nipples instantly became erect once again. They popped through your thin white tank top. You could feel yourself tingling between the legs and squeezed them together in an attempt to heighten the intensity. You wanted to feel his compassion and concern along with his enormous cock. you pushed your lips to his neck and kissed him softly, letting your tongue glide over his skin. It was salty from the sweat and that turned her on even more.
You unlocked the door and turned the handle. Bakugou closed it back with his foot. You glanced around at his home. This was your first time at his. The house was very nice and clean, which made you giggle. You’d never been with a man that kept things in such good order. Katsuki carried you up the stairs to his bedroom. The room was dimly lit from the sun's penetration through the cracks in the drawn shades. He laid you on the bed softly and you pulled him in by his shoulders, kissing him. You pulled his wet shirt off and dropped it to the floor. Sitting up, you pulled your own top off, leaving only your sports bra. You slowly removed it, smiling at his warm gaze. He stood in front of you and began to unbutton his shorts.
Your heart was racing and hands were shaky, but you patted his hands away to unfasten the button yourself, slowly unzipping them. You could see his hardness standing straight up; his huge penis was just coming over the top of his briefs, and it was still getting harder. Slipping your fingers inside, you pulled down his briefs and Bakugous’ large cock flopped down from its weight. His 7-inch dick was perfect, you thought to yourself. As he stepped out of his shorts, you couldn't help but wrap your hand around the base and pull it to your mouth. You found yourself loving the sensation of fondling his penis and loved even more sucking it. It was warm and hard, throbbing in your mouth. You felt your panties being slid down your body and the skimpy soaked thong followed.
“Let up.” and you did, dragging his duck out of your mouth and looking up at him for further instruction. But they never came, instead, he pushed you down onto the king sized bed and his tongue and lips kissed your belly and legs. When he laid down, you flipped positions so that your pussy was directly over his face. His fingers tickled the inside of you smooth shapely legs and you spread them further. You opened your lips over the head of his monster, taking him as deep as you could, tongue circling his head. He moaned and slid his tongue inside of you. You felt the wetness on his tongue as he slid it between your lips. His two fingers replaced his tongue and began to gently massage your g-spot. With his free hand, he spread your pussy lips and pulled back. Then, you finally felt his wet tongue circle your nub. You were in heaven.
The pleasure was so intense you stopped sucking him and rested your head on his muscular thigh. You had never felt such direct, intense stimulation. Your toes curled as he sucked gently on your clit and his fingers rubbed inside. He began to lick faster; always making sure you clit was soaked. You tried to fight the orgasm, wanting to prolong his heavenly touch. But as he sucked on your clit, you felt yourself explode. Digging your nails into his calf, you sat up and pushed your cunt deeper into his face, rolling and bucking as convulsions of pleasure consumed you. He continued to jugg his fingers inside, then, slowly pulling them out.
You turned around and dug your hands into his shoulders to keep him seated, if your mind wasn’t so clouded you wouldn’t be thinking he couldn’t move under your grip. He allowed you to be in charge, and careful of your ankle, moved you directly between his legs. You hungrily took his extreme boner again into your mouth, taking his balls in one hand and using the other on his shaft as you moved her mouth over him. You needed to please him as much as he had pleased you. You moaned over his organ and made sure it was nice and wet with saliva before using your hand. It was slick and slid effortlessly up and down. Bakugou groaned deeply, thrusting his hips up into your hand.
“Feels great, babe.” Bakugou whispered, encouraging you on.
You put his engorged round head back into your mouth and let him thrust into your mouth. It felt naughty yet so good to have him sliding his stiff dick in and out of your mouth, however he wants. You always heard from men that women should act like whores in bed and you wanted to be his whore. You pressed hard on his gonads and could feel his orgasm building as he continued fucking your mouth.
You looked up longingly into Bakugous’ eyes and cooed, "Cum in my mouth baby, wanna taste you and swallow it all."
Bakugou nodded in agreement and whispered, “Gonna give you what you want, gonna, fuck…”.
He smiled as you attacked his thick rod with your mouth and hands again, moving your head quickly up and down his long shaft. you slurped around his dick and added your own saliva as your mouth watered. You pulled him straight up and began licking the shaft with your slippery tongue. Left hand grasping the base of his cock and squeezing it tight, restricting the blood from returning to the rest of his body. The veins of bakugou’s hard-on bulged as his cock became evermore engorged with blood. His cock’s large purple head turned 3 shades darker as it became rock hard. You skillfully and gently licked the sensitive underside of his cock’s head, still clutching his prick in your left. Katsukis’ eyes rolled to the back of his head as you attempted to swallow his now huge, stiff head.
His breathing quickened and he let out a low moan. With your right hand, you grasped a fist full of bakugou’s balls and gently tugged them down as you squeezed. You could feel his cock pulse in her mouth and jerk as his huge phallus began its orgasm. His hot spunk shot to the back of your throat as his cock pumped it’s cream from his balls. You began kneading bakugou’s jewels, making sure to get every drop. He shot more cum into your waiting mouth. You collected as much as you could hold along with his cock in her mouth and swirled it around with your tongue coating the shaft of his stiff penis. You fought to get every drop, all the while, holding it in your mouth. His tool spasmed a few more times then fell to rest.
Bakugou groaned a sigh of extreme pleasure. You moved her mouth over him slowly causing him to shiver and jerk. Not to be denied, you continued yanking on Bakugous’ cock to squeeze out every last drop held in its shaft. Several drops oozed out of the tip of his head and you slurped them up. your mouth, now filled with his warm cum shot, felt very slick over his dick. You bathed his shaft with his own cumshot and exposed your work to the blond as he looked up. Stringy lengths of cum attached themselves from his cock and your mouth. You both laughed. You finished the fabulous blow job by slowly licking clean every last inch of him as it slowly fell limp on his stomach.
"Gonna take a minute for me to fill back up,want a massage?" he stretched.
He placed a towel on the bed and dropped one on the floor beside them. Placing you on your stomach, he adjusted the pillows for your head. Leaning over, he reached into his dresser drawer and pulled out a blue bottle. You heard a click and then his hands rubbing together. When he placed them on your back they were slick and you could smell something pleasant, but unknown to her. He moved his hands over your back and shoulders, pausing only to add more oil to his hands. He moved down your body and began to massage your calves, careful of the hurt ankle. He then moved his way up your legs. The combination of the slickness of the oil and the firm pressure of his hands began to excite you. You spread your legs slightly, knowing he could see the wetness.
"Y/n, I want to tell you something. I don’t know how I really feel about you, not in a bad way, but in a way that I have never felt before... I don't want to scare you off but I know I need to be honest. I fucking adore you. They way you laugh, smile, god fuck— the way you look at me like I’m some king.” Although you couldn’t see his face, you heard his tone. His words sound genuine, but he’s pained to continue. You had never heard such honesty and realized that you probably never would. You felt a tear roll down your cheek and she turned to him.
"I'm not going anywhere, Katsuki. I love what you said. I only wish I had the guts to say the same to you. Know that everything you said is felt within me about you." you pulled him to you and kissed him softly. Your eyes welling with tears as you cherished the moment. When you regained your composure, you whispered softly in his ear with a slight sniffle.
"What happened to my massage, baby?”
Bakugous’ hands went back to Your legs as he continued the massage. They moved up just to your pussy and stopped. You wanted to feel his touch badly, but realized he didn't want to get any of the oil inside of you. You smiled again at his consideration and moaned as his hands began to massage your ass. Wiping his hands on a towel, he reached into his dresser again, this time pulling out a smaller bottle. You heard a click and this time didn't hear his hands rubbing together. When you finally felt his hand, it was directly on your pussy. He had placed some kind of lubrication on his hand and was rubbing your with it. Your pussy felt so slick as his fingers glided over your clit, causing your body to shake. He rubbed for a few minutes, teasing your entrance, then moving to hover on top of you.
You could feel his large hard on between your ass cheeks. He placed more of the massage oil on his hands and began to rub your shoulders. This time, he also moved himself between your cheeks. You noticed that he was slick and that he must have placed some of the lubrication on his cock.
As his stiff dick began sliding between your cheeks, you tried to arch her hips to get his head into your pussy, but he was keeping it just out of reach. Bakugou continued to cruelly tease you as he massaged your shoulders. Suddenly, he leaned forward, kissing the back of your neck and shifting his hips. He was now at your opening, once more you tried to push back on him but it became apparent that you did not need to try. He slowly pushed forward. The enormous head of his cock piercing your dripping pussy.
You let out a sigh as tour vagina stretched to accommodate his thick cock. Bakugou grabbed your hips and slowly pushed in the length of his shaft. Your pussy felt so tight despite how slick it was. He kept inserting himself until his hard on was completely inside. You were so full, feeling him press against your cervix— his thickness was painful, but so fucking good. He began to move his hips in slow circular motions. Your hole was so slick and hot that he had to move slowly, in fear that he would fill your pussy to early. Knowing he wasn’t gonna last any longer with the way your ho pussy clenched around him, he bit your neck softly and sent you over the edge, your cunt grasping his large organ even tighter as you came.
"Fuck me, baby. All yours." You moaned, pulling your knees up and arching your back to take his cock better..
He was still inside and began to build up a rhythm. You could feel his balls slapping your clit as he thrust himself into her. He reached forward, pulling you up to him by your nipples. He squeezed them gently as he continued to thrust his thick shaft into your cunt. You felt yourself building up again as his pace quickened. He began to moan loudly and thrust himself deep inside of your soaked snatch.
With reluctance, he pulled out. He wanted to be looking into you's eyes when he came. Pumped with adrenaline, he tossed you over with brute strength and moved between your legs. He shoved his cock back inside you once more and got down to your level. He began to kiss your lips, cheeks, eyes, and neck. You felt so close to him, the sweaty heat between your bodies made it feel like you were melting into him, and as you, him. You moved your hips in rhythm with his and could feel his tension building again.
"Need you to cum inside of me. Make me yours." you sighed, wrapping your arm around his neck.
"Gonna cum inside…" he huffed out.
"Look into my eyes." you whined, pulling his chin to make him face you.
—and just as you thought, his eyes were glossed over with lust. You held eye contact with him anyhow and didn’t let him move. The emotion you were both feeling was overwhelming. As Bakugous’ orgasm became eminent, he closed his eyes.
"No! look at me when you cum. I want to remember this moment forever." you whispered
Katsukis’ eyes opened and when he saw the look in hers, he could no longer hold back. You could feel his dick swell even larger inside of you. Your pussy, stretched wide around his enormous penis, clamped down hard. His cock again erupted as you felt it spasm and pump another load of hot sperm up from his balls. It was more than you could handle as you came with him. Your orgasm sent you groaning as he smiled while spearing your pussy. The room was filled with moans of passion. As you finished, you laid back comfortably on the bed and he rested on top of you, his massive tool still inside.
Every once in a while, you felt his cock produce a slight spasm. You turned her head and kissed him. Bakugou slowly pulled his still erect cock out of your swollen, dripping pussy with a noticeable slurp. You both laughed at the strange sound.
You were both spent, but he still managed to pull out some strength and flip your body to the side, pulling your back to him and becoming the big spoon. You fell asleep in his arms dreaming of the next time you'd be under him, hopefully, after the nap was over.
Kirara ⭐️
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