Reblog If You Wear Glasses. Too Many Mutuals Don't Know They Have Glasses Wearers In Their Midsts

Husband!satoru fingering you in front of a full-length mirror with his middle and ring finger. Purposely leaving his ring on the whole time.

You're in nothing but one of his oversized shirts, sitting on his lap while he goes about his "husbandly duty" as he puts it himself. The cold ridiculously expensive material of his ring coming into contact with your wet heat and sending shivers down your spine, he doesn't make it any easier for you to keep your composure with the way he teasingly traces your back.

Feather-light touches traveling down down down down, until he reaches the roundness of your ass, his fingers linger there teasingly –then back up up up up to meet your nape, he places a kiss there for good measure, making you jolt back and recoil back into him. Your back flush against his broad chest, just the way he likes you best.

His arm immediately finds its rightful place around your waist, bringing you impossibly closer. Satoru's fingers are still busy working you open on his lap. The wet squelching sounds serving as music to his ears.

When your moans become higher in pitch and louder in volume, he swiftly takes hold of your jaw and turns your face around to meet his lips in a messy, wet, open-mouth kiss. He swallows your moans with pleasure, smiling against your lips when you reach your peak and he can feel your climax all over his hand and thighs.

"Thats my girl, I got you baby.."

You go limp in his arm and his grin widens seemingly content, knowing that now, he gets to take care of you, knowing its his right alone is more addictive than any drug, nothing feels better than being your husband, nothing feels better than knowing you would choose him over and over again everytime, in any universe, in any reality.

A/n: not proof read as it is 5 am and i needed a break from studying so I wrote this down in like, half an hour or so--- I couldn't, plz let me know if you find any spelling mistakes, thank youuuu~~

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tenko shimura x reader

“mist stop w all of the domestic bliss drabbles!” NO!!!!!! n e ways here’s post rehabilitation tenko :)

cw’s!!: gn! reader, bathing together (nonsexual), not canon compliant!! (he’s in rehab and staying w UR family :]), he is so emotionally constipated i luv him, andddd i think that’s it!! ^.^

wc: 673

“are you sure this is okay?” tenko’s voice is soft from his spot behind you. there’s a quiet sound of the lukewarm — not either of your preferences for temperature, but it was better for his skin — water sloshing when he shifted to hook his chin over your shoulder, his rough cheek lightly brushing against yours.

you know why he’s asking that, but you act oblivious. “it’s late, i’m sure my family doesn’t mind us hogging the bathroom while they’re asleep.” his arms unconsciously tighten around your middle.

“no, like-“ he lets out a small huff, cutting off his own words. it sounds like he’s about to drop the topic altogether just because he can’t find the right words, but he continues. you’re happy he’s learning to grow out of that habit.

“is this okay…? staying here, i mean.”

“tenko, my family really likes you.” he falters.

“i don’t understand how they could…”

“because i love you, so they love you too.”

his lips pull into a small frown at that.

“they can’t just ignore what i’ve done, they’d be stupid to do that.” there’s a lilt of irritation behind his words but you know better than to take it personally.

“they’re not ignoring what you’ve done. they trust you, tenko.” there’s always this annoying adoration in your voice whenever you say his new (old?) name that he has to stop himself from snapping back at. it’s not that he disliked it — not at all — but it just… didn’t make sense to him. it made him feel oblivious, like you were keeping a secret from him despite how vocal your praise always was.

you sigh softly when his brows furrow, your hand coming up to gently smooth out the familiar little wrinkle between them.

“they trust us.” you reiterate.

“well they shouldn’t.”

you raise a brow at that.

“why not?”

his lips pull into an unconscious little pout (a habit you didn’t dare bring to his attention even after all of these years. not out of fear of him getting angry — out of fear of him forcing the small vulnerability away).

“because obviously i’m still evil and you have some sort of weird stockholm syndrome that you refuse to acknowledge.” you have to bite back a laugh at his sudden petulance.

“no, baby, i don’t have any sort of stockholm syndrome.”

“see.” he grumbles, clearly convinced by his own astute observations.

you can’t fight the small snicker that leaves you at that, but you decide to humor him for a moment.

“alright, so i have stockholm syndrome. how exactly are you still evil?”

he thinks on your question for a second.

“i’m mean and antisocial and i dusted your brothers game controller the other day…” your smile grows.

“and i still hate heroes and i-” he continues for a moment only to stop when he sees the widening smile on your face. god, you’re so irritating…

“what?” he grits out, unable to hide the small flush on his face. he’d blame it on the steam from the lukewarm bath later.

“no, nothing.” his eyes narrow in suspicion.

“really, tenko, it’s nothing.” a small laugh laces your words when he continues glaring at you. he doesn’t say anything, expecting you to fold and tell him what’s on your mind with just a look (you would, of course. neither of you were known for having strong resolves against each other).

“it’s just…” you pause, contemplating how to word your thoughts.

“… you’re human, tenko. last time i checked there’s nothing evil about that.”

he pauses, considering your words for a long moment. he’s human. he has preferences and flaws and makes mistakes because he’s human — not because he’s evil. it’s common sense but it still takes him aback for some reason. how irritating.

he brings up his hand from under the water, pressing his wet palm to your cheek to push your face away from his flushed one.

“that’s a stupid thing to say.” is the only thing he says in response. you smile.

“i know.”

i’m 6’5 btw

guys do i give tall or short energy……… pls be careful w ur answers im sensitive……

brows done, lashes done, hair freshly washed nd styled, two online orders on the way, and planning my next nail set.

♥︎: fluff ♡: angst ☆: suggestive ★: smut ♤: dark content

♥︎☆ suguru and his candy eating habit!!

★ suguru fucking a non-sorcerer?!?!

★ boaf?? boaf!!! (poly!stsg x reader)

♤ love you, love you, love you (DARK CONTENT!!)

♤ only you are the life among the dead (asylum therapist!suguru prequel)

★ click!! (cw for petplay!!! :3)

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