I Wanna Be Yours

i luv them sm they make me cry

mdni :p

choso thanking u when he cums in ur pussy….. he’s all whiny and flushed, unshed tears stinging his eyes as he thrusts into you. he’s gripping at whatever part of your body he could get to, your tits, your tummy, your thighs — his brain can’t decide what to do with his hands even while he’s in the throes of pleasure. it was cute, you would’ve teased him about it if you weren’t in the same state as him.

“fuck, i’m gonna-” his breath hitches and cuts him off, though you knew what he meant. you could feel him about to pull out and let out a whine of protest, wrapping your legs around his waist so he stopped moving. he looked at you with a confused expression, looking almost akin to a puppy with the way he cocked his head to the side slightly.

his eyes widened when you begged him to cum inside of you in that pretty voice of yours. how could he ever refuse you?

suddenly your knees are being pressed to your chest and his thrusts become more erratic, desperately chasing his high so he can do what you asked. he’s babbling almost incoherently, completely pussydrunk. “fuck- thank you, baby, thank you so much… gonna fill you up so good, i promise.”

he hides his face in your neck when he cums, whispering thank you’s into your skin like a mantra. he stays like that for a second, his weight a pleasant warmth as he slumps against you while recovering from his high.

“can i… can i do that again? please?” his voice is so soft. tentative, as if he was afraid of you rejecting him. you only nod in response, still catching your breath from the last round.

how could you ever say no when he was so polite?

NOBARAS BACK NEVER DOUBT MY GOAT EVER AGAIN‼️‼️

Y’all can find it cringe or get mad that some writers make a literal fictional character use a certain pet name all you want bc “hE’s jApAneSe hE wOuldN’T sPweAk lIke DaT🤓😡🤬🤬😤” well guess what? He wouldn’t speak fluent English in the first place, would probably be attracted to women from his country only, wouldn’t be a drug dealer, a cop, an Onlyfans content creator, a frat boy, a nerd, a mob boss, an actual good father, a CEO, a Chernobyl reactor or whatever the fuck either. But even though it’s headcanon and in some cases, it wouldn’t even be accurate with the fact that hE’s JaPanEse, y’all still enjoy that. You know why? Because it’s fan👏🏾fictions👏🏾about👏🏾a👏🏾fictional👏🏾character👏🏾

You can dislike it, it’s only normal and it’s only human but using his ethnicity and assuming how someone who doesn’t even exist would speak bc you don’t like something is hypocritical af when y’all are the same ppl liking the content mentioned above.

If you don’t like a specific content, go about your day, if it’s problematic, call it out if you want to. But don’t get all pissy and call out the same thing you’re enjoying. Thank you.

i feel like suguru never broke the habit of eating candy/drinking soda after eating curses.

like even as an adult with all the cult leader stuff, he still always carried around small candies or lollipops to stave off the nasty taste after eating a curse. especially after you came into his life.

it felt strange to eat a curse only to kiss you with those same lips without something to cleanse his palette. he didn’t want to associate the bitter taste of a curse with your lips, he’d much rather associate them with something sickly sweet.

the sound of crinkling wrappers and soft crunching had become customary, a sort of white noise after suguru had ingested a curse. he always, always leaned in for a kiss after, slipping his dyed tongue into your mouth as you hummed at the sweet flavor laving over your tastebuds, even playfully trying to guess the flavor from the remnants of the sugary treat.

that’s why you watched him expectantly as he finished the remnants of his lollipop, his tongue mindlessly fiddling with the stick for a moment before throwing it away. he raised an eyebrow when he noticed your stare, a smirk gracing his lips.

“is there something on my face?” he sounded too smug to be clueless. you only shook your head in response, that same wide eyed, expectant gaze fixed on his face.

he broke sooner than he would’ve liked, clicking his tongue with a small “c’mere.” he fought back a smile when you came closer, cupping your face in his hands before pressing his lips to yours in a heated kiss. you pulled him closer, a small gasp leaving him when you sucked on his tongue softly before pulling away completely with a thoughtful hum.

“is it peach?”

he gave you an incredulous look, a small laugh leaving him at your words. god, you were going to be the death of him.

(you were right.)

oh i’m so upset

maybe in another life.

i so badly wanna write the preliminary meeting that i mentioned in the yandere suguru thing…………. i just think it’ll be funnnn teehee ^^

was just thinking (and got all flustered and extremely giddy about it) of how Suguru "subtly" croons away a "pestering" clerk (who, mind you, was simply just doing his job.....and perhaps had a keen eye for you, who thought your were gorgeous and single and Suguru is very perceptive of these things really and that is such a turn on.....) who tries to help try on some shoes you had picked out.

but Suguru wasn't having it. he wasn't too fond of some other man trying to weasel his way onto his stunning wife. so he does what he thought was the most crucial and logical thing to do. looms over the guy with a piercing death stare and shoves him out of the way with a ticking pulled smile on his face.

"I'm sorry I took so long my love, here, let me help you" and he just nudges his way past the gawking clerk, watching the way your adoring, tender husband, gets on one knee before you and begins to sensually remove your current shoes off with the new one that had caught your eye. languid, warm supple fingers diligently trace up and down along the slope of your smooth leg as he peers over his right shoulder to a shifting clerk, now clearly uncomfortable and nervous. clearly walking away from the intimate display between husband and wife.

you would roll your pretty eyes with a low scoff, carding your left hand through the soften tresses of obsidian, making him look up at you with a knowing glare.

"Really Suguru? felt threatened about a shoe clerk?" you would mock, feeling him turn into your hand and delicately kiss your wrist, trailing his soften eyes back onto yours with a cheeky smile.

"Threatened? never. simply giving him obvious signs that you are my beautiful, faithful wife? yes" you chuckle lightly, tenderly biting your lower lip as you feel his hands finally lace up the last strap of the heel on your leg and gradually smooth upward to your upper thigh.

"You're so lucky I find you sooo undeniably attractive when you show me off to others that I'm yours, Sugu" you halt his sly motions with the tip of your heeled toes against his lap, nudging close in between his legs. he simply shimmies a subtle shaky chortle, imminent eye contact still lingered onto you with a daring look.

he takes it like a good girl fs

These days I have been working on other drawings and finishing the ones I had pending, this is one of them, which joins the collection I already have 🤣