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I WANNA BE YOUR ENDGAME - Masterpost

🏒❤️ A Hockey Romance feat. modern!Sukuna

Pairing: HockeyPlayer!Sukuna x Reader (female) Genre: College AU, Hockey AU, fluff + smut Playlist: I wanna be your Endgame Warnings: 18+, smut, fuckbuddies to lovers, semipublic/public sex, dirty talk, creampie, oral, handjobs, fingering, hickeys, mentions of cigarettes + alcohol. Reader is a creative writing student. Sukuna is an ice hockey player + history student. This story will have approximately 13 chapters. Minors don't interact. Header by me. Divider @/benkeibear

Chapter 01

Chapter 02

Chapter 03

Chapter 04

Chapter 05

Chapter 06

Chapter 07

Chapter 08

Chapter 09

Chapter 10

Chapter 11 - coming soon -

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Accompanying art for this series:

Smoke break with Sukuna by @sweetlandspos

Sukuna during practice by @samaraxmorgan

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Not Just Anybody | baby daddy!sukuna x f!reader

summary: sukuna's been a father for over a month now and seems to be getting the hang of things, or at least he looks like he is. he's no stranger to mental turmoil and it seems to have only gotten worse for him when ever he finds himself alone.

genre: hidden child trope, toxic relationships, ex-fwb to co-parents to lovers, angst, fluff, smut

part two | part three | part four

notes: taglist is closed!!! also this isn't proofread, I'll be doing that right after posting bc im an impatient pos.

The first time you meet him is a blur. You just so happened to be staying at the same hotel that night— you were on your first business trip while he was away for the nth time for a game. You wanted to enjoy the last night of your trip and treated yourself to a drink at the hotel’s bar. It doesn’t take long until Sayomi’s father spots you, goes to sit obnoxiously close to you, and proceeds to ask you what you were drinking, even though he already knew what a martini was. 

You’d think he couldn’t get any more cocky than he already is now, but that’s all what Sukuna was when he was 24 years old. He just couldn’t wait to tell you what he did for a living, and accused you of staring at his thighs to get that conversation rolling. 

“I don’t mind you staring at ‘em, just means I’ve been training right.”

You didn’t ask him to elaborate on that like he thought you would, so he eventually just told you. 

He also eventually convinced you to come back up to his hotel room with him, where he also couldn’t wait to show you how big his dick was and how good he could make you feel with it.

You really don’t remember much except for the way he kept pulling your hips back to meet each thrust and how that alone made you cum more times than you ever have in a single night. And the way he moaned— god it was sexy. So low, so smooth. He’d stare at you with half-lidded eyes, watching his cock split you open and disappear inside of you, in a complete trance over how you took every inch he gave you. 

That was the night he realized he’d fuck you forever if he could, and he’d be lying if he said he didn’t feel that way anymore. 

It obviously didn’t last forever because that’s just not possible, but he did want your number. One could imagine his disappointment when he woke up the next morning and realized it was a fucking pillow that he had his leg thrown over, not the woman who’s guts he spent hours rearranging the night before. 

Fate decided to do its thing though when he spots you on the same plane back home, where you happened to be sitting right next to him in first class. 

No, you never met him in the bathroom for round 2. He tried, believe him, but he understood why you rejected him when he noticed you walking with a slight limp as you got off the plane. He did get your number though, which will always be worth so much more than just a quick fuck in a cramped bathroom of an airplane. 

He especially feels that way whenever he looks at his little girl that he’s known for over a month now— should be 10 months, but it seems to be just him that’s counting with how normal everyone is about this. 

Everyone except for the woman that’s been blowing up his phone, despite upping the number of date nights they have every week. 

He’s been wondering what his 24 year old self would think about all of this. 

Probably happy at first, after finding out the kid he has is with you, then confused after finding out you two weren’t together. Maybe even hurt after finding out how things ended. 

“What did we even do to her?” 

“I don’t fuckin’ know.”

He gets a knot in his stomach whenever he thinks about it long enough. This strange feeling of impending doom begins to wash over him, even when the worst has already happened. He’s constantly having to remind himself that he’s okay and everything will be fine, then he sees you and realizes that you’d slap his hand away if he ever tried to reach out to you. 

Gone is the girl who’d happily lean into his touch— she literally vanished into thin air for him. 

His phone vibrates after letting a call go to voicemail, and finally checks it. 

Yor: Are you sure you can’t leave early? We’ve been wanting to go to the concert for a while now. 

Sukuna: I really can’t, I already told you Yomi’s got an appointment. She’ll probably be in a bad ass mood after, you know how sensitive she is. 

No, she doesn’t know, she’s never met the kid.

He didn’t specify what kind of an appointment it’d be, but he’s sure getting an ear piercing would be a worse experience than getting flu shots or whatever they give to babies.

Truth be told, he just doesn’t wanna be away from her. He spends more time at your house than he has at his own and will probably stay with you both up until her bedtime tonight—ingraining it into his daughter's head that he’ll be there for her every time she feels pain.

She won’t remember it, but it’ll become a subconscious thing. She’ll eventually just know that he’s someone she can go to if she’s not okay. 

You two decided to go in the same car and meet your mom at the fancy piercing shop she suggested, more than ready to spend a fortune on her granddaughter's first pair of earrings.

“Are you excited, sweetie?” She turns to you and asks

“I’m just worried about how long she’ll be sore for.” 

“Just give her some Tylenol.” Your mother simply says, waving off your concerns.

“Fuck, I should’ve called her pediatrician and asked if that was okay.”

“Honey, we used to line your gums with vodka whenever you were in pain from teething, a little bit of baby Tylenol isn’t going to hurt her.” Your mother reveals and Sukuna immediately steps away from her, to which she immediately scoffs at. “It was a different time, okay? I’m sure your parents did the same to you.” 

He ignores her and turns to you, “call them and double check.” 

He met your parents a couple weeks ago and so far it’s been good. Their relationship is very relaxed. You weren’t sure what to expect since it was you that decided to be a single mother, but they were pleasantly surprised to find out who exactly it was, with your father muttering “I fucking knew it” under his breath. 

You ignored that comment. 

They’re just glad their grandchild’s father isn’t a bum, which also confused them more as to why you did what you did. 

“I kinda wanna get mine pierced with her.” Sukuna mentions while rubbing her little earlobe between his fingers. 

“Seriously?” 

“Yeah. I feel like she’d cry less if she saw me getting it done first.” He explains his little last minute theory. There’s also no doubt in his mind that they’d look good on him, but that’s something he keeps to himself. 

“Guess it won’t hurt for you to try.” 

He turns to your mother with a shit eating grin. “You tryna buy me a pair of earrings too?”

“Never in my life would I do such a thing,” she laughs a little too hard. “We all know you could buy this whole store and it wouldn’t put the slightest dent in your pocket.” 

“Rude.” He complains boyishly while looking at which diamond studs he wants. “It’s the thought that counts y’know.”

“I’ll try to keep that in mind during christmas time. Let’s hope I forget how much Google said your net worth was by then.” Your mother quips. 

“Tch– whatever.” He clicks his tongue and chuckles, then turns to you. “Do you want anything?”

“No, I don’t see anything I like that I don’t already have. Thank you though.” You say after taking a brief look at what they had to offer. In the end you decided it’s probably best if he doesn’t buy you anything, even though there was a necklace in the corner of the glass display that you really liked.

One that he was more than capable of buying.

Soon enough, it’s you holding Yomi while you both wave at her father who’s sitting across from you too. For once, you find yourself appreciative of Sukuna and the lengths he is willing to go to in order to make your daughter's life slightly easier.

It was a smart idea, you could see why he thought that her seeing him getting it done would help the process.

Except when the gun goes off, she flinches and her eyes grow wide in horror as she sees the diamond stud that the little device left on his ear. 

She started crying before the piercer got to Sukuna’s second ear and cried even harder when he actually got the second piercing. You both ultimately decided that today just wasn’t the day you’d get them done— you might not get them done ever given how traumatized the experience of just watching her dad getting piercings has left her. 

The three of you were supposed to go out for lunch with your mother right after, but you also decided that it was best to go straight home. She’s having one of those meltdowns where it’s best to go home and put her to sleep, scheduling the appointment at noon probably wasn’t the best thing to do since it clashed with her nap time. At least she’ll sleep well, you know you do whenever you sob as hard as she is right now.

You ended up having to sit in the backseat to comfort her, which was fine until she decided that she was going to string out the tears, because getting attention from mommy is nice. 

“oohuhuhu,” she whimpered in her little voice, it was so forced— barely any emotion behind it and Sukuna bursts out laughing because of it.

You end up having to look away too, not wanting her to think you were making fun of her. But it was already too late as tears started to well in her eyes again from feeling embarrassed. 

Lately, it’s been him who’s been trying to coddle her whenever she’s in one of her moods. It actually works half the time— something that’s even surprised your parents when they came over the other week and watched him successfully calm her down. 

Today’s not one of those days, she keeps turning around and looking at you— wanting for you to come get her. Sukuna tried turning around so she couldn’t see you and she just stuck her little hand out to the side of him, reaching out for help. At that point you started to feel bad and ended up taking her, not missing the slight pout on Sukuna’s face when you did. 

“Sukuna.” 

“Hm?”

“Can you look away?” 

“Oh right, my bad.” He doesn’t mean it. You throw the baby blanket over you and let him know his eyes were free to roam again.

His eyes go straight to Yomi’s little feet that were sticking out of the blanket and joyously kicking around because she finally got what she wanted, once again reminding him how much of a brat she is. “Are you sure she didn’t get her attitude from you?”

“No, my parents said I was the easiest child ever.” You laugh at how in denial he is of being the one to pass down the ‘tude to her. “Even Jin said she gets it from you, you just didn’t hear him because you were too busy arguing with Yuji.”

“Don’t believe a word Jin says,” he says, taking a seat on the sofa across from the one you were sitting on. “He was a thousand times more sensitive than this one.”

“I’m sure.” You say and leave it at that. After hearing about their parents dying when they were just 18, you try not to talk about anything that would lead to a conversation about them. You’re only cautious about it since Sukuna’s never brought it up before. And aside from sharing a child together, you two just aren't that close. 

“How long are you planning on breastfeeding her for?” He nods at Yomi when he asks, or your tits, you’re not sure anymore. 

“I wanted to be done by the time she turns one, but that’s a month away and I just don’t see that happening.” You sigh, starting to get literal war flashbacks of when you tried to stop. “I tried weaning her off right before you came into the picture and I lost so much sleep that I started seeing shadow figures.”

“What the fuck?” His face twists in disbelief. 

“Yeah.” You wish you were kidding, that was the worst week of your life. “She’d take her normal naps during the day, then she’d cry all night. I had to have my parents come help. I slept for like 16 hours and went back to breastfeeding her.”

“I can always watch her for the night if you wanna try to stop again.” He suggests, it doesn’t surprise you, he’s been like that one guy from the movie Holes. 

I cAn hELp wiTh thAt.

Very sweet, but you can’t help but feel like he has an underlying motive sometimes. 

“Maybe. I thought about trying again when she’s 18 months old.”

“You mean a year and a half?” He tries to correct you. He thinks he might actually lose it if you say she’s 24 months old when she turns 2.

“Same shit.” You roll your eyes at the man. 

“Okay.” He says sarcastically. “The season starts again around that time though, so it’d probably be better if you do that before then.” 

“Oh yeah huh?” He’s been around so much that you almost forgot that he travels half of the year. 

He used to fly you out a lot when you two were messing around with each other. This was back when you had the energy to hop on a flight right after work on Fridays, then get ready for work at 3 am on monday so you could go straight from the airport to work. 

You’d never do that for anyone, ever again. It was so much work now that you’re looking back. There was one point where you did that for nearly a month straight. You just had to stop, but by then he only had a couple weeks of the season left, so he didn’t seem to mind when you tapped out on him. 

“Do you think you two can travel with me for a bit once the season starts?” He asks in a low tone, it’s almost as if he’s nervous to ask. 

“I’m not sure. It's doable since I work from home, but it’s hard traveling with kids.” You hesitantly say. You don’t really travel all that much with her anyways, the thought of being far away from home almost makes you nervous. 

“Well, think about it. Some of the guys on the team are married with children and they bring ‘em along for at least half the time. I’m sure accommodations can be made for you two, maybe even pay for a nanny if you need the help.”

“I will, I’ll let you know in a couple months or something.” You say, before you both are interrupted by his phone ringing again for the third time since you’ve gotten back to the house. 

“You can take phone calls in front of me.” You let out a light laugh. He thinks you don’t know, but you are very aware of how much his girlfriend calls and texts him. 

He lets out a deep sigh while looking at the phone screen, it ends up going to voicemail again, but at that point he’d rather not keep her waiting and calling and waiting and calling.

“It’s probably something important, so I’ll just take it outside.” He mutters before excusing himself and stepping into the backyard. 

By that point, Sayomi’s fast asleep, so you end up sending Sukuna a little text letting him know you’re going to be in the nursery with her. You try not to think about the fact that you heard a couple yells coming out of the backyard as you walk up the stairs. You shut the door too so you don’t have to listen to him fighting with his girlfriend for like the hundredth time that week. 

You set Yomi down in her crib and take a seat in the rocking chair next to it, letting out a little yawn and rubbing the day away from your eyes. Sucks that Sukuna had to take a phone call, you were just about to ask him if he could watch her while you take a little power nap, you don’t get to do much of that anymore.

Your own phone buzzes, but instead of a call, it’s a text from Suguru. 

[11:05 a.m] Suguru G: How’s your morning going?

[01:11 p.m] Suguru G: Just remembered your daughter was getting her ears pierced today, just wanted to ask how it went!

[01:11 p.m] You: Oh my god I never even saw your text from this morning! Sorry about that. And she didn’t even get them pierced. Her dad thought it might’ve helped if she watched him get his ears pierced beforehand, but it ended up scaring her lol

[01:12 p.m] Suguru: LMAO

[01:12 p.m] Suguru: You guys traumatized her

[01:13 p.m] You: I know, I felt so bad! But I think she was just tired too, she woke up kind of early this morning. 

[01:14 p.m] Suguru: Probably. Is everything okay now?

[01:14 p.m] You: Yeah, she’s finally taking a nap, she needed it lol

You hear a little knock at the door and Sukuna comes in right after, walking up to the crib. Except instead of looking at his daughter, he was looking at your phone in your hands— looking like he was about to ask who you were texting. 

And he was extremely close to asking, mainly because he has a habit of starting more fights when he’s in a bad mood, but this time he practices some self control. He already knows it was fucking Suguru anyways and he’d rather not get into all of that when he’s already got other shit to deal with right now.

“I gotta go,” he whispers to you. His hairs slightly disheveled, looks like he’s been pulling on it or something. He leans over the crib and gives Yomi a couple forehead kisses before standing back up at full height. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Okay.” You whisper back and do a little wave before he gently closes the door.

Even with the door shut and him trying to keep his voice down, you can still hear him suddenly snap and say something along the lines of “I already said I was fuckin’ coming” after picking up the phone, again.

notes: i'm hoping you guys are enjoying the story so far!! seeing the theories and thoughts make me giggle and kick my feet like a little slut, i'm hoping to get back to them very soon!!

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TEASING THE NERD

— Nerd! Gojo Satoru x Popular! Fem! reader

[+18 MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+]

Summary: You’re the popular girl in school, Gojo is the nerd and you two got paired up for a presentation.

Word count: 2.9k

Content Tags: TW: slight of bullying, Nerdjo being whipped for (Y/N), teasing, slight degradation, begging, P in V, unprotected sex, library sex, slight exhibitionism (if you squint), blowjob, cum swallowing

Mwahgo's notes: is anybody still into the Nerdjo agenda???

Carrying his books in one arm and his phone on the other hand, Satoru walked to his next class—Biology while checking his study schedule, seeing if he has anytime for some extra study session later or will he be able to hangout with his friends. Suguru, who his friend in the school’s band has been pestering him to hangout with him and Ieiri since Satoru has been so busy with midterms, he’s burying himself in books—as what Suguru said. After that, Satoru has been making an effort to make time for himself, he knows to himself he can’t just bury himself in studying or else he’d go crazy but he tries to get back to his studies after going out all day.

He walked in the classroom and noticed he was the first one there—not even the professor was there. He shrugged it off, he preferred to be early anyways so he has extra time to study before class starts. He took out his pencil case and his notebook and a few sticky notes as he opened his biology book and study the chapter their professor asked them to.

After scribbling down a few notes, students started to pile in the room along with his best friend, Suguru. The black haired guitarist noticed Satoru and went to sit next to him at the front, “You could’ve picked a seat in the back,” Suguru complained.

Satoru sweatdropped, “I-I mean you can always just sit at the back, I’m fine being up here,” He insisted.

Suguru dismissed his suggestion with the wave of his hand, “Nah it’s fine, you know I like accompanying your fun facts ass,” He smirked playfully.

The white haired nerd rolled his eyes as he continues studying while Suguru bore himself with his phone. More students pile in, including the popular—and asshole dudes with their obnoxious laughter and their stupid ideas of throwing toilet paper on the principal’s car. One of them spots Satoru and grinned mischievously as he flipped Satoru’s pencil case and the contents inside spilled out and clattered on the floor. Satoru gasped in surprise as the dude and his buddies started laughing loudly—causing heads to turn them.

Satoru leaned down to pick up his pens and Suguru went in to help him, “.. Fucking dicks,” Satoru grumbled.

Suguru sighed, “Don’t take it personally, they got nothing better to do in life than make other miserable,”

His friend only frowned as he puts the contents back in the pencil case as him and Suguru stood up from the floor. The popular guys’ laughter was still heard in the classroom and started mocking Satoru, which made Suguru almost pop a vein, “Don’t worry, Satoru, he’s just being like that because his girlfriend saw how small his dick is,” Suguru called out.

The guy who flipped Satoru’s pencil case paused his walking before turning to Suguru, “The fuck did you say, you punk ass?” He threatened.

Satoru tried to pull back Suguru from getting his face punch, “Oh, now you’re deaf? Let me repeat it for you then,” He smirked, menacingly.

The guy stomped towards Suguru and grabbed his collar as the students gasped, waiting a fight to break out in the classroom, but thankfully the professor entered the room and called all of the students to go back to their seats—subtly breaking the fight. Satoru sighed, almost having a heart attack for Suguru’s stupid antics that’s gonna get him killed one day. As the professor entered, behind them was you as you walked confidently inside the classroom. Your confidence caught Satoru’s attention as his blue eyes followed your pretty figure, your hair flowed smooth and your skin shines effortlessly as you went at the back of the classroom. Satoru’s cheeks blushed, being able to admire how pretty you were today—his pounding in his chest as he took more glances at the back before the professor starts the class.

“Alright class, before I dismiss you all, I will be assigning a paired activity,” The professor announced as some students started groaning.

The teacher instructed the students to create a presentation about astrobiology and each paired students with be given different topics about astrobiology. As they finished explaining the assignment, they go and started pairing students up, “Satoru and (Y/N),”

His eyes widened in shock, unsure if the professor called the right name. He couldn’t believe it that he’s gonna be working with his crush and more importantly, you’re the most popular girl in school, everyone would die for his spot just so they could be in your presence. He glanced at the back and you were already looking at him, smiling as you gave him a small wave. Flustered, he turned his gaze to the front as Suguru smirked playfully at him.

The bell rang and the students packed their bags and left the classroom. Satoru was busy packing his bag when you suddenly approached him, “Hi! You’re Satoru, right?” You asked.

His cheeks blushed at your sudden presence, “U-Uhm..! Y-Yeah,” He stammered pathetically.

You giggled at his nervous antics, “Yeah, I just wanna tell you that I’m not gonna be available to work on the presentation today,” Satoru frowned, “I’m gonna go out with my girls today and I’m gonna be gone for the whole day, Can we do it tomorrow instead?” You pouted.

Satoru wanted to say no, since he wanted to start brainstorming for the presentation and also wanted to, finally, hangout with his crush but in the end, he doesn’t control her life, “.. I mean, yeah sure. The presentation doesn’t have an urgent deadline,” He assured.

You jumped happily at his answer, “Thank you, Satoru!” You squealed as you exited the classroom. Satoru smiled that he was able to make you smile, even though he didn’t like the results, as long as you’re happy he’s fine with being behind his school works. A sigh escaped Suguru’s lips as his white haired friend turned to him in confusion.

He was met with a disappointed face of Suguru, “What’s wrong?” Satoru asked.

“You’re TOO whipped for her,” He answered, flatly.

At home, Satoru sat on his desk, reading the assigned chapter for his English class when he got a notification on his phone. He stopped reading for a moment before picking up his phone and saw a message from you. His eyes widened in surprise as he scrambled his fingers to generate a decent text to you, his breathing shakes in anxiety, hoping he doesn’t sound creepy or weird.

(Y/N): Hi satoru!!

Satoru: Uhm hi?? Satoru: How did you get my number?

(Y/N): Oh i got from your friend (Y/N): I think his name is sagoru??

Satoru almost laughed at your guess on Suguru’s name. He abandoned his readings as he laid down on his bed, phone still in his hand.

Satoru: His name is Suguru. Anyways, what do you wanna talk about?

(Y/N): OH YEAH SUGURU (Y/N): I wanna ask if you’re up to do the presentation tomorrow

His breath hitched, you finally have the time for him to not only study with him, but also being able to hangout with you, his crush. He’s already planning ahead in his mind—what outfit should he wear or what perfume should he put. Are you into casual wears or should he wear a full suit and tie? The ping of his phone snapped him out of his daydream as he looked at the message.

(Y/N): So are you up tomorrow, after class? ;)

Ohh, that winking face at the end, it almost gave him a heart attack.

Satoru: Yeah sure, I’ll be there! :))

You ended the conversation with the location and time before bidding goodbye. Satoru said his goodbye before absolute silence, he was hoping the conversation could last longer than that but he knows that you two aren’t good friends. He sighed in bliss as he stares at the ceiling, excited for tomorrow morning to go and work on your presentation.

The next morning came and Satoru couldn’t be more excited to go to school, even Suguru was thrown off how bright his best friend looks today. Satoru waited patiently for the school day to end so that he can finally have your time with him. Every class, he had his leg bouncing, his hand was restless, he was basically buzzing with excitement to go to the study room in the library after classes to sit next to you, smell your perfume, and be blessed with your presence. The final bell rang and Satoru immediately stood up, bag on his shoulder while scaring Suguru in the process as he sprints out of class and made his way to the library.

He enters the library, quietly closing the door behind him as he walked inside—finding a good study room. A room at the end, where people will barely notice them and absolute silence, just the two of them inside without disturbance. He made sure to tell Suguru and Ieiri to not text nor call him during this time because he wanted to focus all of his attention to you only. As he enters the study room, he placed his bag down and sat on the chairs before pulling out his phone and texting you that he arrived in the library and just waiting. As he puts his phone back in his pocket, he opens his bag and pulled out his laptop and some notebooks to prepare for the presentation.

A few minutes later, you entered the study room and Satoru blushed, “Hi Satoru! I’m so sorry I’m late, the girls had to ask me out to buy coffee,” You said as you sat down the chair next to him.

His blush darkened with the close proximity of your presence as he gulped, he wanted to scold you for bringing drinks inside the library he didn’t want to be a killjoy, especially when he’s trying to impress you. As you started working on the presentation, Satoru was pointing something in his laptop when you leaned closer to the screen. He blushed profusely as his eyes glanced down at the obvious cleavage inside your shirt.

He heard you sigh and shifted on your seat, “Satoru, are you sure you’re okay?” You asked, crossing your arms.

He started sweating nervously, avoiding your intense gaze, “Y-Yeah, everything’s fine,” He blushed.

You raised your eyebrows, not believing the obvious lie he said as you observed his behavior. You noticed that his eyes couldn’t stop from glancing downwards as his cheeks blushed profusely. You realized that he’s been looking at your cleavage and a mischievous idea popped in your head as you smirked playfully.

“Ohh, so you like what you’re seeing, Satoru?” You teased.

He yelped in surprise, he knew that he was caught on his little antics as your hand trailed to the tent between his legs, “You got hard by just staring at my tits, you little pervert,” You teased.

He tried to babble out a reason but your hands already worked the button of his pants and pulling his pants down with his boxers, revealing his hard cock, its tip red from frustration. Your mouth fell agape at his size and girth—you didn’t expect a quiet nerd like him would keep something this big in his pants. Satoru shivered from the cold exposure, making his cock more aroused as you kneeled down the floor, in between his legs.

Your lips wrapped around his cock as Satoru whimpered pathetically, “(Y/N), I-I'm not sure if we should do thi—AH!” He moaned as you sucking him off.

Your head bobbed, taking his cock from the core to his tip, making his legs shake from the pleasure. His back arched, pushing his cock further down your throat, “Oh my god, (Y/N), your mouth is so… soft and w-warm,” He stuttered.

Your eyes glanced up to him as you continue to suck his cock and his face contorted from pure pleasure—his eyes shut closed, eyebrows furrowed as sweat rolled down his forehead. His cheeks blushed heavily as his mouth gaped and small moans escaped his lips. You wrapped your hand his shaft and proceeded to stroke his cock up and down, making him more stimulated with pleasure. Satoru concealed his whimpers with hand as you continue to suck him off before he felt a tight coil in his stomach.

His hips bucked and his legs started to shake, “O-Oh, (Y/N), I-I'm gonna c-cum!” He groaned.

With a hum around his cock, Satoru slapped his hand over his mouth to cover his moans as he released his semen inside your mouth, his hips twitching from the intensity of his orgasm. He panted heavily, slowly coming down his high as you swallow all of his hot cum before standing up from the floor and resting on his lap, “O-Oh god.. Uhm, wow uh..” He stammered.

You giggled, “Did you enjoy that, Satoru?”

He looked up to you with his big, blue eyes, “Y-Yeah… It felt so, so good..” He panted.

“Mhm, I knew you would enjoy that,” You grabbed his hand and trailed it between your legs. Satoru gasped when he felt your bare and wet pussy, “Especially that you’ve been dreaming to be with me,” You smirked.

He gasped in surprise. He wasn’t expecting that you were fully aware of his attraction to you. On the other hand, you knew since bumped into him in the hallways—well, your ex boyfriend intentionally bumped into him, making him drop his books. You, being the angel that you are, kneeled down and helped him with picking up with his books before your ex dragged you away. That was the day Satoru fell in love with you and you were attracted to him. The way he looked at you with his blue eyes reminds you like a puppy and you just love how he blushes when he sees you.

“Of course, I know, Satoru. You’ve been crushing on me for a while,” You said as your hips grinded on his fingers, “Just admit it, Satoru… You want me so bad, don’t you? You want my pussy wrapped around your poor cock, just waiting to get fucked?” You teased.

Satoru nodded frantically, “Yes! Yes please, let me fuck your pussy!” He pleaded, tears forming in his eyes.

You giggled in his enthusiasm as you pulled your skirt up, showing him your glistening pussy. He gasped in awe, your pussy was pretty in pink as it leaked with arousal. You hover your pussy on the tip of his cock before slowly sitting down on it, his thick size made you gasped. Satoru threw his head back at the tightness of your pussy as your hips finally sat down on his lap, your pussy fully wrapped around his cock as you both moaned in pleasure. Satoru tried to buck his hips up but you stopped him, “Please wait… Fuck, your cock is so big,” You whimpered, trying to adjust to his size.

You both sat there for a while before you started moving your hips up and down—catching Satoru off guard as he moaned at the feeling of your pussy sucking his cock in, “Fuck, (Y/N), your pussy is so.. tight and—ohh warm,” His eyes rolled back as he whimpered.

You let out a breathless giggle as you fuck yourself on his thick cock, your wetness squelching in the small, quiet room. His hands went and grabbed your ass as he bucked his hips up to your pussy, making you squeal. Satoru started thrusting his hips, his cock pistons inside your pussy as your eyes rolled back from the intense pleasure.

“F-Fuck, I-I love your pussy, so fucking… good, fuck!” Satoru babbled as his thrusts turned intense.

The sound of skins slapping in the study room echoed, you feared that the people outside might understand the events happening inside as Satoru’s pace quickens, fucking you frantically, “Fuck fuck! I’m gonna cum, (Y/N)!” He moaned loudly.

“Cum inside! Please, I-I want you t-to cum inside!” You cried as Satoru groaned loudly, spilling his cum inside you.

Your body shook from the powerful orgasm as you felt his cum filling you up. Satoru slumped back on the chair, panting heavily as he comes down from his high, “Oh fuck, (Y/N).. That was..” He trailed off.

You let out a breathless laugh, “Did you.. have fun?” You asked, tiredly.

He just nodded, too tired to form a sentence, “Thank your for that…” He said.

You smiled as you leaned close to plant a kiss on his cheek, “You’re welcome, baby,” You giggled

His eyes widened at the nickname, “’Baby’? Does that mean…” He said, unsurely.

You nodded, “Of course, this isn’t just a one time sex, Satoru. I like you for a while too,” You confessed as his cheeks blushed. He buried his face on your chest out of embarrassment as you laughed at his reaction before kissing the top of his head. Satoru couldn’t be more happier to be with the girl of his dreams.

Yes I hear you Zayne enjoyers. Here’s your dinner

And with that I finally did all the Lis YEAHH

I love this event so much

Katsuki is the type to always be tending to you while you’re mid-conversation. For example—

You were 5 months pregnant and had invited Mina, Jirou and Ochako over for a “girls night” and that’s what it was supposed to be but Katsuki was too busy micromanaging everything you did.

From the way you sat to what you ate he was there dictating it. Not in a possessive way he was just trying to look out for you.

“Remember in high school when I said I’d look so sexy pregnant.” You giggle motioning to your bump that slowly gets bigger everyday.

While you were talking Katsuki tapped your back motioning you to move forward so he could fluff the pillows behind your back, hoping to make you more comfortable.

“omg yes!” Mina said giggling; she wasn’t giggling at what you said but at the blonde who was physically unable to be away from you.

“So Bakugou- you’re like never not around her.” Jirou spoke up recognizing what everyone was thinking. “Shes my wife.” He said plainly, shocked she even had to make the observation. “As well as my baby mama.” He glared this time.

“you’re like.. a mom.” Ochako pointed out sipping her boba. “So what, someone has to look out for her might as well be her husband.” He scoffed, giving you your prenatal vitamins with a glass of water.

“I’ll be okay Kats, you can go do your own thing.” You pulled him down for a kiss before taking the vitamins that were handed to you.

He sighed giving a little huff before walking away to your shared room.

…He was back within 10 minutes claiming you weren’t drinking enough water. (It took him that whole time to come up with an excuse to come back and check in on you.)

(Ughhhh I wanna slurp him up so bad.)

I love that everyone just agrees Caleb is a panty sniffer

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