All I Wanna Spend Is One More Night // Between Your Sheets, Behind Your Eyes
All I wanna spend is one more night // Between your sheets, behind your eyes
Karasu Tabito x Fem!Reader • Word Count: 4.5k
content warnings: established relationship, porn with little plot, lover boy karasu, reader has an aversion to sex kinda sorta, first times, loss of virginity, mutual masturbation, handjob, multiple positions, dirty talk, unprotected sex, creampie, aftercare
You met Karasu Tabito in year three. He had chubby cheeks and a missing tooth, knees dirty from falling into the muddy ground many times over as he rhythmically kicked the school’s worn soccer ball at the wall.
He was sweeter then, face flushed red when you handed the ball gone astray back to him, lisp on his tongue from where his adult tooth hadn’t quite grown in.
It’s hard to forget the twinkle in his eye when he shyly whispered “Thank you,” before scampering back to his spot. It’s natural, the way you fall into each other’s lives. Transferring to a new school during the middle of the year had done little to help your social life. Cliques already made; friends grown up side by side. While your classmates weren’t mean, they did little to include you. Recess consisted of you building little homes out of sticks you’d find scattered throughout the play yard, gritty nails digging into dirty as you play. After your first interaction, you gravitate towards another. You move to be closer to watch his kicks, and he makes his way down the wall to tease you. Calls you weird and then cries when you throw the ball in his face. Sniffles a weak, “Sorry,” before asking if you can be friends. You agree despite your previous disdain, keeping track of his hits in the dirt with the sticks he collects for your work. Red strings drawn close, tangled in mud and sticks and leaves.
The first time Karasu kisses you, you’re in year ten. He’d walked you home like he always did despite it being out of the way for him. His ears turned crimson when he shyly asked if you wanted to go to the arcade together, scarlet when you looked at him confused because you always do. He wins you a bunny plushy and makes you swear to keep it forever, holding out a pinky to you. You link the appendages before pressing your thumbs together, and as you move to press a kiss to your own nail to seal it, he moves your hand down abruptly.
Chapped lips meet yours in an awkward attempt at a kiss, and you pull back violently at the action.
“Why would you do that,” you’d asked haughtily, hands on your hips as you scowl up at him.
“Cuz you’re my girlfriend.” Karasu had replied matter of factly.
“Since when? You never asked me to be,” you grump, finger poking accusingly at his chest, “you can’t just go kissing girls and claiming them to be your girlfriend without even asking.”
You’d expected a snarky come back from him as he usually generously bestows upon you, but instead he scratches his neck shyly and asks quietly if you’d want to be.
“Speak up.” You demanded.
“Would you?” He finally asked, uncharacteristically nervous, “Be my girlfriend?”
You stave off the embarrassment coursing through you, a faux air of confidence burning through your veins.
“Well,” you finally say, “if you insist.”
You fight and you squabble and you cry and lick old wounds once more, but you stay together throughout it all. Tabito dabs at your tears and kisses fresh wounds with a soothing tongue, always making sure you know with full confidence he’s at your side.
Truth be told there wasn’t much of a difference as friends than lovers; albeit your touches grow more intimate.
Tabito insists you’d been his girlfriend since you’d chucked the soccer ball in his face back when you were both snot nosed children, and well, you can’t find it in you to argue. A part of you had always been his, and you’re sure if you were ever to split, it would always stay with him. A seed buried deep in your ribs, watered by the brashness of his love.
It would be dramatic to say that when he left for Blue Lock, a small part of you died. Autumn leaves dry and fall; yet we celebrate their beauty. You still see your friends and make sure to stay steady in classes, but you can’t deny you miss Tabito.
Ironically, it’s around spring time when he returns. He takes you to see the cherry blossoms bloom and tells you he’ll love you until his legs give out.
(To which you tell him that it’s likely enough to happen sooner than later with a sport like soccer; cackling loudly when he grabs fallen blooms and tosses them promptly in your face.)
You both turn twenty-one together; celebrating just the two of you in the small run down apartment you now share. You kiss and you eat sweets until your stomach aches, but you wouldn’t have it any other way.
(The day of moving in Tabito finds the old plushy wrapped delicately in a blanket.
“You still have this ratty thing?” He’d asked with a smirk, holding it out to you.
“Don’t talk about our son like that,” you scold, snatching the plush from his hands before smiling down at it lovingly, fingers brushing the worn fabric of its ears.
“And of course I kept him, I promised you, didn’t I?”
Tabito smiles widely at this, scooping you in his arms and kissing you obnoxiously as you squeal and shout for him to let you go.)
It’s not until you’re out eating lunch with friends that you truly think about it; sex with Tabito. It’s not that you don’t want to have sex with him. You’re well aware your boyfriend is handsome, you’d just never got around to it.
(Your friend’s jaw drops when you say this, shaking her head in disbelief.
“You haven’t done anything.”
“I gave him a handjob once,” you’d replied with a shrug of your shoulders.
Your friend scoffs in disbelief, but thankfully drops the topic, but you can’t help but let the seeds of doubt whittle their way into the sanctuary you’d built with Tabito.)
“Do you want to have sex with me?”
It’s an ordinary Saturday morning when you spring the question. You’d been thinking of roundabout ways to ask, but you’d never been good at subtly and you know Tabito prefers when you’re blunt with him.
He splutters on the drink he’d been taking, cleaning his throat before looking at you incredulously.
“Do I… what?”
“Do you want to have sex? Make love, copulate, fuck, the hanky—”
He cuts you off before you can finish your sentence, moving to stand in front of you with red ears.
“No, I know what you said. This was just… unprompted. Do you want to have sex with me?”
You cross your arms and huff, ignoring the cheeky smirk on his face as he steps closer to you. There’s a buzzing energy you’ve never quite felt stirring in the room, and you sway from one foot to another with nerves.
“I asked you first,” you respond lamely, looking at him straight in the eyes in a poor attempt to keep up your confident facade.
“Yes, of course I do. Why wouldn’t I want to have sex with you?” Tabito answers honestly, large hands prying your fingers away from where they’d been digging into the fat of your arm in anxiousness. He kisses the heel of your palm softly before wrapping your arms around his neck and bumping his forehead lightly against yours. When you still don’t respond he gives you a boyish smile before attempting to soothe you.
“If we’re being honest, it’s not something I thought you were interested in,” he explains, “you’ve always shied away when I’ve tried to touch you in the past, and that stuff doesn’t matter to me. I love you as you are now, sex won’t change that.”
You frown in thought at his words, fingers threading through his freshly washed hair as you contemplate.
“Have you ever had sex before?”
Tabito laughs at that, presses obnoxious slobbery kisses to your cheek before answering.
“You know I haven’t.”
“Well then how do you know you’re not missing out?”
“I mean I still masturbate, can’t be that much different.”
Your body heats with embarrassment (and perhaps a bit of something else at his vulgar words).
“Well it’s surely better. Tighter probably… and wetter. Or whatever.”
Heat blooms on Tabito’s face as he hugs you close to him, shoving his face in your neck to hide his blush (it doesn’t work, you can feel the heat on his face and see the crimson flushing his ears).
You press closer to him and kiss at the junction of his neck and shoulder lightly before furrowing your brows and pulling back.
“Are you… hard right now?”
A smug smile creeps on his face, and you have an overwhelming urge to kiss it off.
“Can you blame me? My beautiful, gorgeous girlfriend just propositioned me with sex and told me how she’d feel tighter and wetter than my own hand.”
You scoff at his words before picking at the lint on the neck of his shirt.
“So… you want to then?”
He smiles sickeningly sweet down at you, walking you backwards and guiding you to your shared bedroom.
“I do, but I want you to want it too. Don’t think you have to do this because of me.”
“I do, want to, I mean. But I don’t know what I’m doing.”
He laughs softly at this, turning to sit on the bed and pull you into his lap, familiar hands rubbing up your sides soothingly.
“Neither do I,” he replies easily, pressing a kiss to your cheek and then your pouted lips.
“But you just said you masturbate.” You frown, settling deeper into his lap as he maneuvers you into a more comfortable position, his back pressed against the head of your bed.
“I do.” Tabito’s smile is shy, fingers tracing the familiar lines on your palms as you speak.
“So you’ve watched porn, so you know some things.”
He pauses in his movements, looks at you incredulously before laughing.
“I’ve never watched porn. I just think about what I would do to you. What you’d do to me.”
“Oh.”
“Oh,” he mocks, teeth nipping at your nose as you scrunch it.
“Can you show me?”
Tabito’s movements halt, hips shifting nervously under you as you stare wide eyed at him, a face far too innocent for someone who just asked him to stroke his cock in front of them.
“Only if I can watch you, too.” He finally says after clearing his throat.
“Okay.”
“Okay?”
You’re almost offended at the shock on his face, but have little time to register before he’s flipping the two of you over, switching your positions.
“Have you touched yourself before?” He asks, hands helping you wiggle out of the sweats you’d stolen from him back in high school.
“Yes,” you answer honestly, pulling your shirt over your head.
A shiver runs down his spine at your words, cock straining in his sweats as you leave each other in only your undergarments.
“Shouldn’t we like… kiss or something?” You ask shyly, fingers picking at your nail beds.
Tabito laughs softly before spreading your legs, and pressing as close to you as he can so he can sit between them, eyes flickering from your chest to your eyes.
“How about you tell me,” he says, “tell me what you think about when you touch yourself.”
You shy away at this, whining when his large body stops you from being able to close your legs; the exposure too much.
“Why are you so shy, baby? I’ve seen you naked before, you know?”
“I know but this is… different.”
Tabito presses a reassuring kiss to your lips, teeth nipping at your bottom lip before pulling away. There’s a smirk on his face when you lean to chase him for more, hands making their way down your thighs as he soothes the tense muscles.
“Tell me, sweetheart,” he whispers breathlessly, the heat of his words caresses your face, sends a shiver down your spine as he pulls away to palm his cock.
“I- I think about that night,” you finally squeak out, “when you let me touch your cock.”
(Moonlight shone brightly through the room that night, the lewd sound of Tabito’s mouth licking at the fat of your neck filling the liminal space. Big hands dug crescents into your skin, breaths heaving as you part for air. There’s a pause when you shift forward and feel the length of his cock beneath his sweats. Tabito eyes you warily, opening his mouth to assure you that you don’t have to do anything.
He’s cut off by his own moan, hips bucking up into you as you palm his cock.
“Baby,” he whines, head falling back against the headboard with a thunk.
“Can I touch you?” You ask sweetly, eyes entranced at the sight of pleasure watching over Tabito’s features at your featherlight touch.
He nods frantically, aiding you in pulling the sweats down to rest on his thighs. You press your mouth to his, licking against his teeth before sucking his tongue into your mouth. Tabito whimpers at this, neglected cock twitching. You pull back with hooded eyes, spitting down onto the leaking tip before using the palm of your hand to spread it over his tip, wrapping around his cock before giving an experimental tug.
“Like that?” You ask, eyes darting up to look at him.
“God— yeah, just like that, baby,” he whines, hands fisting his hair as your movements speed up.
You keep your eyes trained on his face despite his eyes being scrunched shut, watching the way his jaw clenches when you grip him harsher, the way it falls open shortly after when your thumb traces along the tip of his cock.
“Don’t stop,” he says through gritted teeth, hip bucking wildly into your hand as his high approaches.)
“Don’t stop,” Tabito groans loudly, heel of his palm pressing harshly against his boxer shorts, dark spot seeping through with precum.
His obvious arousal has you wishing for more, more noises, more skin, more, more, more.
“I think about the way you sounded, how you moaned my name when I rubbed my palm on the head of your cock.”
Your hand makes its way down to your cunt subconsciously, fingers ghosting over the band of your panties before Tabito’s stops you.
“Not yet,” he instructs, “just— touch yourself through them, please.”
You do as he says, fingers pressing against your clit. You moan at the contact, rough fabric catching just right. You feel the way your arousal seeps through your panties, high on power as you watch the way Tabito’s eyes dilate when he takes in the sight.
“Keep going,” he encourages, “tell me more.”
“I think about how big your cock felt in my hand, think about it stretching me open,” you whine, fingers moving faster, Tabito’s own matching the rhythm you’ve set, “I— I think about what you’d taste like, if you’d let me put it in my mouth, how you’d sound when I choke on it.”
Tabito moans out loud at this, hand sliding down the front of his boxers before pulling his weeping cock out. You take this as your sign to follow, eyes narrowing in on the way his fingers flex as he strokes himself.
“I wanna hear, too,” you whimper, fingers pulling your panties to the side so he can see how wet you are for him, the tips dipping into your heat to gather your slick before moving back to circle your clit.
“You’re killing me, baby,” Tabito groans, hips bucking up into his own hand as your chest heaves with pleasure.
He remains quiet for a while, the only sounds in the room is the wetness between the two of you, bodies inching closer and closer until you can feel his hand against your own.
“I think about the way you’ll taste on my tongue,” he says, voice husky with arousal, “the way your pussy will feel when she’s stretched open for the first time.”
You press a finger into yourself at this, hips canting up at the intrusion. Tabito groans at the sight, timing his thrusts into his hand with the way you fuck yourself on your fingers.
“T-think about the way you sounded that night, when you let me fuck your hand,” he groans through gritted teeth, “the way you talked to me… the way you licked my cum off your hand afterwards, how it tasted when you kissed me.”
“Please, Tabito,” you finally break, hands moving to pull his face towards your own, lips crashing messily against each other as you claw at the exposed skin.
He pulls you into his lap, cock jumping as your pussy presses against him. You can’t help but moan at the friction, humping his cock as you gasp and cry out for more.
“I don’t want to wait anymore, need you inside me,” you whine, but make no movements to stop the current pace your hips have set, your wetness pooling down onto the base of his cock as you use him for your own pleasure.
“Cum like this first,” he pleads, hands pressing you down harder, “cum like this and I’ll give you my cock. Stretch this pretty pussy open, make it mine.”
You cry out as you fall over the precipice of pleasure, hands clawing at his chest while your hips buck desperately into him.
“One more,” he says, pushing you until your back hits the mattress.
His lips press harshly into yours, tongue licking at your teeth as you whine into his mouth. He pulls away to kiss at your neck, teeth nipping at the familiar skin while his hands smooth up your sides. Your bra is quickly taken off, tossed somewhere in the room before his hands are back on you. Teeth bite harshly at the fat of your chest, tongue soothing the ache before you can whisper a complaint.
“You’re so sensitive here,” he says, eyes transfixed on the way your breathing increases as he blows on your nipple. Tabito flicks his tongue over it, testing the waters and you moan loudly at the sensation.
“So good for me,” he murmurs, his hands pulling your legs to wrap around his waist. Instead of the heat of his cock pressing against you, his abdomen is pressed to the flesh, “I bet I can make you cum from just this. Just this.”
His mouth wraps around your nipple sucking harshly before moving to the next, your hips buck at the sensation, and he presses closer so the rigid muscle of his stomach presses against your aching clit. Calloused hands encourage the movements, hips bucking wildly as you hump his abdomen in abandon.
“Tabito,” you whimper, “please, please, please.”
Your hands fist his hair harshly, pressing his mouth firmly against your chest as his tongue rolls your sensitive chest between kiss swollen lips. Tabito doesn’t bother stopping, if anything he moves you faster, bites harder, kisses soothing the ache until another high crashes down on you.
“You’re so sexy,” he murmurs, mostly to himself, “can’t believe I finally have you like this.”
“I’m sorry for making you wait,” you finally whisper as your breathing evens out.
“Don’t apologize.”
His tone leaves little room for argument, and you nod obediently at his words, smile spreading across his face as he takes in the flush of your face.
Harsh kisses turn soft, and Tabito moves you once again to rest in his lap.
“This way you can go at your own pace,” he says, settling back into the sheets, eyes blown with lust staring up at you, “don’t take more than you can handle. If it hurts, we’ll stop.”
You nod in agreement, leaning to press a kiss to his lips before lining him up to your entrance. You’re wetter than you’ve ever been, hands shaking before his own moves to aide you.
“Look at me, please,” he asks softly, “I want to see your face when my cock stretches you out for the first time.”
You do as he instructs, eyes nearly rolling back when his tip presses past the tight ring of your cunt. Gasps of pleasure are shared between the two of you as you slowly work your way down, pulling up to ease the ache before you finally rest against him.
“What the fuck,” Tabito groans, teeth clenching harshly as your cunt clenches on him.
“What’s wrong?”
“You’re so fucking tight,” he whines, fingertips digging harshly into the fat of your hips.
Your cunt clenches again at the filthy words, nails scraping down his chest as he bucks up into you.
“If you don’t stop doing that, I’m going to cum before I even get to fuck you,” Tabito says, chest heaving as he tries to maintain his level head.
You smirk down at him before intentionally shifting your hips, grinding down onto his cock. Tabito’s eyes dart open, eyeing you warningly.
Tabito senses your hesitation, propping an elbow beneath him. His hand cradles your face, thumb brushing against your cheek lovingly before he pulls your lips to his. His free hand moves to your hip, guiding you gently. It’s not long until you find your own rhythm, gasping into his mouth as his cock presses against a spot that makes you see stars.
“Right there,” you whine, “Tabito, please, don’t stop.”
Arm still propped up, Tabito pulls you back, fisting the hair at the nape of your neck. His lips wrap around your neglected chest, hips bucking up into you hitting that spot deep within you over and over until—
“Cumming!” You cry out, eyes rolling back as your pleasure consumes you. Tabito hips fuck into you faster, moving at a bruising pace to elongate your high. You slump against him as your orgasm fades, his fingers tracing absentminded shapes into your back as you heave against him.
“We can stop here,” he coos, lips pressing against your neck.
“No,” you say, shooting your head up to look at him, “I want you to cum.”
He smiles at this, pressing forward until you’re on your back. You whine at how deep his cock presses into you in this position, nails clawing harsh lines into his back as he wraps your legs around his waist.
Tabito pulls back out slowly, eyes darting over your face for any sign of discomfort before he’s snapping his hips harshly into yours. He fucks you hard— deep, carving his cock into your walls as you whine and cry out for him.
“Fuck,” he groans, eyes rolling to the back of his head when you use the leverage of your legs on his back to meet his thrusts with your own in desperation, “you feel so fucking good, baby. You hear that? Hear how wet this pussy is for me? She’s cryin’ for me, baby. Needed my cock to fill her up, stuff her full.”
Tabito pulls out suddenly, hand falling to his cock to squeeze at the base in an attempt to stave off his own orgasm. Before you can protest, you’re flipped over, limp body pulled onto your knees before you know what’s happening.
Fingers did crescents into your hips as he fucks you for his pleasure, grumbling moans falling from his lips.
“Just like that,” he whines, “just like that. Fuck yourself on my cock. Fuck it like it’s yours.”
He stops his own movements, hands fisting his hair as you press back against him again, and again, and again. You whine his name and his chest presses against your back instantly, large frame engulfing your own before you’re flat against the bed.
Tabito’s arms circle your front, cradling you to his chest as he humps into you, barely pulling out before he’s pressing back in again. Gasping moans are pulled from your lips at the angle his cock slides into you, drool slipping from your lip when he bites harshly at the junction between your neck and shoulder.
“Tabito,” you whine, “want you to cum. Please, please cum for me. Want you to cum inside me. I need it! I need it, I—
You’re cut off by a cry of your name, his hips pressing against yours as you feel the warmth of him filling you up.
You slump weakly against the bed, struggling to breathe as Tabito relaxes against you. He notices your squirming quickly, pulling you to rest on your side. You whine when his cock slips out of you, and heat burns a fire through your veins when you feel the way your combined essence drips down the side of your leg.
Soft words are murmured into your hair, hands massaging at your aches as you both come down from the intense pleasure.
“Still think your hand is better?” You ask, finally breaking the silence.
Tabito laughs, pressing a kiss to the back of your neck before loosening his hold so you can turn to face him.
“Not by a long shot.” He laughs at this, pressing sloppy kisses to your cheek just to hear you squeal out in protest.
“Tabito…”
“Yes, sweetheart?” He asks softly, propping himself up on his arm to look down at you properly, “Are you okay?”
You lean up to press a kiss to his lips reassuringly, nodding, “I’m okay, but… I can feel your cum dripping out of me right now.”
Tabito chokes out a laugh, blush rising on his face.
“You can’t just— just say things like that!” He whines, heat licking at his core.
“Like what? It’s true!”
He shakes his head at this, sliding his arm out from under you before standing and stretching. Dark red lines fill up the space of his back, and you smile shyly at the sight.
“Nice back, Karasu,” you tease, laughing when he uses the mirror hung on the back of the bedroom door to take in the sight.
“Babe,” he whines, “don’t make me get hard again.”
“I didn’t do anything!”
Tabito shakes his head at this before walking into the bathroom. He returns with a warm washcloth, pressing a kiss to your forehead before maneuvering you onto your back. There’s a smug smile on his face as he cleans you up, a soft kiss to your knee when you playfully knock it into his shoulder. He looks up at you from between your thighs smiling brightly at you.
“Hey,” you whisper.
“Hey yourself,” he says, moving his face to hover over your own.
“Come here often?” You ask, fingers tracing around his eyes before you lean to press a kiss to the mole resting just below the left.
“First time actually,” he laughs, flopping down onto your chest, nuzzling your neck to press soft kisses there.
“You’re so stupid,” you say with a roll of your eyes, fingers threading through his soft hair.
“I love you,” Tabito whispers, arms wrapping under the small of your back to hold you closer.
“I love you, too.”
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SERIES MASTERLIST — APARTMENT 345. (ONGOING)
☆ starring: karasu tabito, otoya eita, yukimiya kenyu ☆
— 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰.
synopsis: when your shoebox of an apartment finally gives into itself, you somehow wound up finding an amazing loft whose rent is almost half of your old apartment, situated near your work, and actually has decent plumbing! the only catch? you have to live with three strangers—specifically, three men. current wc: 14.7k contains: fem!reader, she/her pronouns, feminine terms (woman, girl, princess), roommates au, modern au, fluff, crack, aged-up characters (mid-late 20s), future love complications :P taglist (open)
— 𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐬.
read the fine print : prequel
apples : pilot
weddings : episode two
... : episode three
... : episode four
... : episode five
... : episode six
more tba... *no confirmed scheduled updates, but will attempt to post a new episode every 1-3 weeks depending on my schedule.
— 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐬.
interludes i. smoke : karasu
blurbs and headcanons ◦ headcanons i ◦ headcanons ii ◦ pet names ◦ guard dogs ◦ texts (o) ◦ toilet seat (o) ◦ hashed (k, o) (cw: marijuna) ◦ greening out (y) (cw: marijuna)
character playlists ↳ karasu ↳ otoya ↳ otoya's reccs for her ↳ yukimiya
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Escort! Satoru- part two
Pairings- Escort Satoru Gojo x shy CEO F! reader
Warnings- eventually explicit sex, freaky but fluffy- this part- obsessed ass/whipped ass Gojo, mentions of sex work, jealousy, fingering, Gojo has six inch fingers I won't argue about it lol, he masturbates too much, sexual tension - lots of it- he becomes lowkey/highkey Yan tbh, pretty woman vibes 🤭
This will be a fun set of drabbles in this style! I hope you all enjoy them lmk if you wanna get tagged in the next parts <3
<<<Part one
Escort! Satoru never falters, but when he sees you in that elegant black dress, hugging every curve and line of your body, he does just that. Not only has he stroked himself to you every day this week - sometimes multiple times a day- you also make his heart race with your pretty smile, so shy and nervous as you look down at your feet now. 'You look... sexy as fuck' you giggle now, when he brushes back a little tendril of hair that's escaped it's elegant coif, watching your lips part, making his thoughts run haywire. 'You say that to all the girls, hmm? I kind of pay you to say it' he scoffs then.
Escort! Satoru murmurs 'you look beautiful' earning your cheeks heating up, your own heart thudding as you try to remember what you're here for. He's a paid actor who's a sweetheart, and that's all this is. 'And no I don't get paid to say it' You nervously bite your lower lip, drawing his attention as the two of you stand outside of the grand ball room in down town, the wind gently blowing your dress just enough to show him those sexy legs of yours. 'Thank you, Satoru- you look amazing' he smirks, tugging at his slick Armani tux- 'well of course I do'
Escort! Satoru is the perfect partner as the two of you enter the bustling room, snatching up two glasses of champagne for you both, you sip the bubbly liquid and curse. 'My parents, three oclock... we may have to kiss or something is that okay?' Satoru clears his throat. 'I don't on the mouth' 'oh! I'm so sorry...' he's eying your lips now, enticing him to no end, while your hand comes to brush against his shoulder. 'What about the cheek?' Satoru would kiss every inch of your pretty body, he realizes even your mouth doesn't feel like it's off limits, but he gives you an easy smile. 'Sure, sweets'
Escort! Satoru shmoozes right along with all the old wealth in the room, enjoying your every eye roll and sigh, you clearly don't enjoy being around all of this. You make him more curious after he wins your parents over, brushing his lips on your cheek, warm against the plush of his mouth, as his arm wraps your waist. 'Your daughter is really something' he says softly, pulling you closer. 'Thank god, we didn't know if she'd ever meet someone! she's always working-' 'mom!' Satoru snorts in humor then. 'I also work all the time' they look at him curiously. 'And what do you do?' Your turn to look at him, you two didn't discuss this. 'I'm a massage therapist'
Escort! Satoru sips his champagne after they leave, and you raise a brow at him. 'Massage therapist, hmm?' Satoru wiggles his thin white brows, leaning against the table now. 'Wanna find out if I'm lying?' You're so shy from his flirtations, you hardly notice when several men take notice of you in that dress. You don't dress up aside from business, but you must look pretty good- they're all over you, asking to dance as you politely decline, and Satoru's anger grows with each one. When a man has his hand on the small of your back, he forgets you've paid him to come here, walking up and swatting the man's wrist away, as you look at him in confusion. 'Care for a dance, sweetheart?'
Escort! Satoru leads you out to the floor, pulling your body flush against his, you tilt your head up to look at the tall man, whose eyes are swirling blue. 'Playing the boyfriend role so well, gonna earn a hefty tip' you tease softly, Satoru freezes, hands on the nip at your waist. That was not pretend, he wanted to cut a man's hand off for touching a fucking stranger essentially, a pretty client. He smirks, feigning ease he doesn't feel. 'I'm five star for a reason, hmm?' you're losing the night in his arms, spinning around the elegant ballroom, so light and giddy as the champagne rushes your blood stream.
Escort! Satoru and you are standing on the outside again as the evening is ending, and you've ordered a limo to take the two of you home. 'Would you like to ride with me or...' 'yes' his answer is so fast it hits you by surprise, as the wind whips around the two of you, making you shiver. Satoru takes his fancy jacket off, tossing it over your shoulders, in a gesture far too sweet- it's hard to remember this is just a job for him. 'Thank you for tonight, Satoru, you really made it so much better' you peck a kiss on his cheek, he turns his head, lips a breath from yours when the limo pulls up, and he opens the door for you, sliding in close.
Escort! Satoru eyes the rise and fall of your perfect breasts when you take of his jacket, handing it back, your fingers brushing, the contact ending his resolve. He's never needed to have someone like you, his hand slipping up your thigh, feeling you tremble, your eyes dilating in desire. 'Satoru you don't have to perform that part of your job with me, I really did just need someone perfect, to appear that I'm... put together I guess' he sighs now, leaning even closer against you in the night, thumbs running little circles across your inner thigh, hearing your soft cry. 'I want to make you cum, if you'd like me to, you look like you could really use a release' you swallow nervously, when his hand brushes even higher, so close to where you're wet and sticky against the lace of your panties.
Escort! Satoru feels your heat, murmuring - 'fuck' - blue eyes almost blinding, his pupils pinpoints, lips so close they're almost touching. 'Say the word, sweetheart, I'll get your pretty pussy off so good' you manage a weak moan, trying to pull yourself together. 'will this cost extra, mister?' you're trying to tease him, so cute and fumbling over your words, even now. 'Nah, I pick what I want to do with every client, and you I'd love cumming all over my fingers' you nod nervously, while the limo heads to your home. Surely one night of pleasure isn't the worst thing. 'yeah, you want it pretty girl?' his words along with fingers brushing your soaking cunt over the material has your head falling back, a cry eliciting from your throat. 'then say it' he orders softly, thumb brushing the slick growing, looking down at your pretty face, picturing it when you cum.
Escort! Satoru almost cums when you murmur 'I want it' and has your panties pulled to the side, two fingers slid in your cunt in moments. You gasp at the stretch, clinging tightly to him, 'fuck, you're that wet, baby I haven't touched you' he's cocky, he's ridiculous, he's an... escort, but fuck does he know just where to press, his fingers so long you've not been with men as long as them, as his fucking fingers, making you wildly think of his cock when he presses your back against the limo, hair falling over a brown, you hear your greedy cunt squishing and clicking. 'Mnh! It's... intense I...' Satoru smiles, breath ghosting across the tops of your breasts, when his fingers curl just right, making you blinded. 'There's that spot, feels good doesn't it, pretty?'
Escort! Satoru has his fingertips hitting that spot again and again, while he kisses down to your breast, and your hands grip his hair, making him press his cock against the seat, desperate for any friction. When your hands trail down his waist he stops them, making you blink as you focus, hearing the squelching wetness when his fingers pump. Satoru kisses that hand, before he pins your wrist down, watching you climb higher and higher. 'That's it, let go f'me, huh? Be a good girl, would you?' You're ended at that, at his fingers scissoring in and out, and you feel your climax hit, orgasm having you gush all over his hands, he watches in wonder as you do, down to his silver and diamond cufflinks, soaking him and that seat,
Escort! Satoru moans as he watches your pretty face, your eyes fluttering, lips parted in a gasp, and your wrist is still in his big hand, he's never seen anything like you cumming, not even after countless women. 'Oh my god... you should... charge even more...' your sweet little declaration makes him chuckle, when he eases his long, thick digits out you suddenly feel empty, the limo comes to a stop as you sit up nervously, adjusting ruined panties, trying to straighten up while his cock is pulsing, precum sticking to his boxers. 'I can return the favor, free you know' you tease softly, hand brushing his length, eliciting a whimper. A whimper. He's Satoru Gojo, top escort, about to cum from your palm brushing him over layers of clothing.
Escort! Satoru can't embarrass himself, especially not with you, putting his fingers to his mouth then, moaning as he sucks you off him, your pussy clenches at the fucking sight, whining out from the back of your throat. 'Fuck...' he murmurs, tasting how sweet you are, while you watch in wonder. 'you taste that good?' you're enamored by his glistening lips, leaning so close, when there's a subtle knock on the door. You hastily kiss his cheek bone, hugging him tightly, so sweet you make him die more for you, before pulling back, the longing in your body for more fighting with your mind. It's a fantasy, it's his job, it's not... more.
Escort! Satoru hates when you head out of the limo, your legs are visibly shaky, as you look at him so nervous, biting your lower lip and tucking that tendril back once more. 'Satoru Gojo you deserve every five star you get' you say, before nervously turning back, Satoru looks out the window to see you live in a fucking penthouse nicer than his, before the door shuts and he's left alone, your perfume clinging to him, the taste of you just barely enough on his fingers that he can suck you off them again. His phone dings, and you've tipped him another thousand dollars, with a cute little emoji. Now emojis, collarbones and tendrils of hair make him want to cum. Great.
Escort! Satoru tries to go back to business as usual, but he can't get you off his mind. He hasn't tried to write you, he knows it was just a job, but when he's on a 'date' with another client, his memory rolls to you, when he's dancing he craves your unique size in his arms, that perfect body under his, imagines a slicker, tighter cunt like yours, when he's trying to please his clients. He can't even cum unless he thinks of you, and keeps refusing blow jobs, to the point he wonders just what you fucking did somehow. He keeps eyeing that extra tip, feeling horrible you sent it even, how should he get paid to touch you, to make you cum!? Surely he should fucking pay to even be in your presence, and God he would.
Escort! Satoru has an idea suddenly, when he leaves another client pleased, yet he can't manage to make himself fuck anyone, he can't keep it up when they try, and it's been three fucking weeks. It must be in his head, it must be that he enjoyed it so much... it must be something right? Satoru does not get feelings for his clients, he's a professional... or, he was. He is shutting his eyes seeing your glistening cunt he got just a glimpse of, cumming until he's just shooting blanks, over and over like a madness, until he looks you up, it's not hard to find you. He scrolls through your pictures, business ones, and cums more, his cock rubbed raw as he pictures it, you under him as he pumps you full of his cum.
Escort! Satoru finds himself at your business, waiting for a meet with you, the high up CEO of this building, you hear the name and are completely confused, when he walks into your office you remember it all then. All the times you've thought of him, it's so embarrassing! Surely he's back to normal, and you're left using your rose toy on high and imagining six inch fingers buried in your cunt. 'Satoru, this is a surprise, did you need... marketing? For your business?' Satoru chuckles as your assistant shuts that door with a resounding click, pulling out a pretty black velvet box then. Your brows draw together in confusion. 'What is that?' Satoru walks forward, you inhale that scent, eye his lithe body hungrily, trying to keep your composure.
Escort! Satoru hated the thought of you paying so much, the only thing he can think is to give it back, but he can't because he's sure you'd never take it. So he firmly went to Cartier and bought this pretty bracelet he shows you now, making you gasp. Despite being wealthy, he notices you have simple jewelry, you don't have a fancy office, it's as if you don't even let yourself have nice things. Well he would change it, even if it meant just one more time seeing you, maybe to get you out of his system. He watches color dance on your cheeks, as you run your fingers across it - 'It's beautiful, but...' he shushes you, gently taking the pretty white gold out of the box, smiling at you, his snowy lashes low over his heated blue eyes. 'Your review, got me a lot of traction, let me give a gift?'
Escort! Satoru snaps that Cartier bracelet on your delicate wrist, the jewels glinting under your soft office lighting, you feel the cold against your skin, barely cooling you, as you remember his fingers, remember him sucking you off them, the way he had you gushing arousal, had you floating. Desire wars with what it means, was it just him being kind? Was it more? 'Satoru, it's beautiful but, this costs what I tipped you' he smiles a bit, no it cost more than that, but he'll let you think so. He runs his fingertips across your cheek now. 'Don't be a stranger, mmkay?' he turns to walk away, to jerk off to that image of you as you are right now, when you halt him with one question. 'Satoru?' he turns to look at you, when you sit up on your desk suddenly, his heart pounds as blood rushes to his cock, as you nervously cross your legs, tilting your head to the side. 'How much for twenty minutes of your time?'
hehe there will be quite a few of these- our boy is DOWN BAD
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ꨄ︎ 『A Bumpy Ride』 ꨄ︎
Geto Suguru x Reader
18+ Minors - DNI
Summary: AU. A long miserable car ride on vacation end ups with you keeping your boyfriend Suguru's cockwarm in a car full of his friends, among other chaos. CW: cockwarming, unprotected sex, public sex, car sex, slight voyerism, cream pies, Geto being extra fucking horny lmfao. WK: 7.1k Song inspo: Ayo - Chris Brown & Tyga Slightly Black female coded but no descriptors.
A/N: This low key a crack fic lmfao. It first started from me wanting to have Y/N cockwarming on public transit but then these vape hits starting hittin back and I came up with this idea. Also I wrote 90% of this fic 2 months ago and I think my writings improved a bit since then. I fixed it in some places but I just needed this not to be haunting my drafts anymore so sorry if its bad haha.
Enjoy!
This was absolutely the last time Gojo was allowed to plan anything, let alone a vacation (he could still pay for it though).
For Golden Week, Gojo had booked all of you a villa on an Okinawa resort his parents had recommended. However, after a 2.5 hour plane ride from Tokyo and another 45 minute boat ride to a nearby island you all realized the resort did NOT do pier pickups.
Furthermore, given it was peak season all the rental cars and drivers on the island were already booked.
The trip wasn’t starting out as the ideal luxurious vacation Gojo promised at all.
Your flight this morning was as at the ass crack of dawn so you were all tired and starving on top of it being a whopping 90 humid-as-fuck-degrees outside.
There was no way in hell you guys were walking with all your shit in this heat as it was over a 2 hour walk to the other side of the island where your villa was.
So when a kind old farmer offered to let you use his van free of charge after overhearing your plight you all were more than grateful.
(Which tbh, the whole pier heard as it was mostly everyone verbally jumping Gojo for being such a dumbfuck and not arranging a rental/pickup ahead of time).
That’s how you ended up in the very back of a sugarcane farmer’s old rusty ass van.
Currently, you were squished between luggage as the only seatbelt that worked in the back was the middle seat. You sat in your boyfriend Suguru’s lap and he wrapped his arms around you as a makeshift seatbelt.
You were the only two dating on the trip so it just made sense for you both to be in the back and you on his lap.
Nanami and Shoko were in the row in front of you and Sukuna and Choso in front of them.
That left Toji and Gojo in the driver and passenger seats respectively. The both of them completely ripping each other's heads off about directions.
Truly, no one wanted those two up front together but Gojo had called ‘shotty’ and Toji was the only one with a license who actually knew how to drive a stick and handle a big ass van like this.
All in all the vacation so far was a real shitshow.
The van itself was so old the seats were scratched up and peeling. Of course the A/C didn’t work either causing the musty stench of the van to become more apparent in the heat.
No bluetooth, but thankfully the radio did work. Although the only station available was playing old-timey island tunes.
To top it off, the paint stripped frame shook violently over every small bump on the dusty island dirt roads making Suguru hold you even tighter so you didn’t fly out of his lap.
You really thought the van could give out at any moment and leave your group stranded but Toji assured you all it would last the 40 more minutes or so you needed to get to the other end of the island as long as dumbass Gojo would stop fucking up the Y!J maps directions with his “short cuts”.
As expected Toji’s snark only started another fight and it was way too hot and miserable in the rickety sweatbox of a vehicle to suffer through the heat on top of the two of them.
“Sorry about them babe.” Suguru whispered in your ear, giving you a light kiss to your temple.
You hadn’t been dating Suguru long, just 3 months and this was your first trip away with him. Also the first time you’ve spent more than a few hours with him and all his friends. You had been surprised but glad when he invited you along.
“I’d say they aren’t always like that but…” Suguru trailed off with a sigh and shook his head.
You smiled.
You didn’t mind.
You were honestly just happy to be able to get away with your hot boyfriend. It wasn’t often both you nor him weren’t busy with work as new college grads and you wouldn’t even be able to afford any of this if it wasn’t for Gojo’s rich ass.
“S’ok”, you replied, turning to give him a peck on the cheek and resting your hands over his own that were secured around you.
“I'm just happy to be here with you Sugu,” you beamed at him.
Suguru returns your smile and leans over to give you another kiss, this time on the forehead.
“Awe, look at the love birds, too cute”, Shoko teased, turning around in her seat to make sarcastic googly eyes at you both.
Suguru just rolled his eyes as you blushed.
Moment ruined.
“No really though…How did you get such a cute and cool girlfriend Sugu?”
Shoko pondered, ignoring Suguru’s rising irritation.
“You know Y/N, we always thought him and Toru would hook up. Good job bagging him!”
Shoko gave you a wink and a thumbs up.
Suguru was now glaring daggers at Shoko for her to shut the hell up and stop embarrassing him.
“I lost ¥15,000 on that bet.”
Sukuna chimed in grumbling as he swiped through Tinder to scope out all the resort thotties Gojo had promised would be on the island.
“Actually, you lost ¥30,000- ”
Choso reminded him, but his attention was mostly focused on playing Persona 5 Royal on his Switch.
“-you doubled down that within two weeks they would crack and end up fucking.”
Sukuna rolled his eyes.
“A fool and his money are easily parted”
Nanami quickly quipped in, flipping a page of the novel he was reading. He had made quite a sum from Sukuna and loved to rub it in his face every chance he got.
“Watch it four eyes.”
Sukuna growled and reached back to give him the finger.
Nanami didn’t even look up from his book which pissed Sukuna off more.
You couldn’t help but laugh openly at the exchange because at one point you even wondered if Suguru and Gojo had a thing when you first met them.
In fact, when Suguru had finally asked you on a date you initially assumed Gojo would show up too. It wasn’t until mid date you figured out this was actually a real date, just with him. Your relationship had taken off from there.
“Regret coming yet?”
Shoko asked you with a smile seeing how all the other guys in the car but Suguru were arguing.
“Are you kidding? You guys are hilarious!”
You and Shoko shared a laugh at that.
At that moment though, Suguru was thinking how he actually did feel really lucky to have you as a girlfriend.
You were easy-going, kind, smart, not to mention the most beautiful girl in his eyes.
He was nervous Satoru secretly annoyed you too much for you to accept the vacation invite or you would be scared off by Sukuna and Toji’s brashness once you were on the trip.
But he was impressed how well you fit-in, like you had gone to college with them all too.
It made him love you even more, although he hadn’t actually admitted he loved you yet.
Interrupting his reflection, a particularly harsh bump in the road caused you to pop up out of Suguru’s lap and hit your head on the roof of the van.
“Yo! Watch where the hell you are driving Toji. Y/N hit her head!”
Suguru yelled, even though he did feel bad as it was partially his fault for daydreaming and not holding you tight enough. “Blame your bestie and his shitty ass directions!”
Toji sneered.
“Hey!”
Gojo and Toji proceeded to argue again.
Ignoring them, Suguru nursed your head with a few pats but you assured him you were ok while you adjusted yourself back on his lap. The action was innocent enough but Suguru still felt his cock twitch as your soft round ass unintentionally grind on him with all your wiggling.
Suddenly he became very aware of how you were sitting on top of him.
Practically bare assed too.
The baby blue sundress he gifted you for this trip had ridden up almost past your thighs from how much the van was rattling you around. Making your white laced thong (also gifted by him) the only thin barrier you had on separating the two of you.
Of course Suguru still had on his linen shorts but he could still feel your warm body perspire through the thin material as if you were skin to skin.
Your round squishy cheeks sunk deeper into his lap with every bump on the road.
He tried to calm himself down but it was difficult to focus on anything else when the perfumed notes of vanilla and jasmine wafting off of you were also making him light headed.
Suguru cursed himself for buying you the dress. It was slightly big on you. The spaghetti straps were a lil too loose, falling down your arm.
You had long since given up on adjusting them, the action being futile with how the van jostled you around. But your fallen straps gave Suguru a great view of your tits.
Damn.
Suguru swallows hard.
You weren't even wearing a bra which allowed him to get a peak of your nipples every time the van shook hard enough to jiggle your tits slightly up out of your dress.
Fuck!
He felt pathetic the way his body was reacting.
But what could he do?
Suguru hadn’t really seen you, let alone fucked you in nearly a week.
He had worked overtime at his dumbass job so he could fully take Golden Week off on vacation with you without having to take work calls or answer emails.
But the price Suguru paid was catching up with him as every jolt the old van took had you bouncing on his cock.
God, he had been wanting to fuck you since he saw you this morning and there was at least 30 more minutes of this sweet torturous hell until you arrived at the villa.
Suguru tried to shift his gaze away from your tits but the luggage surrounding you both blocked your views of any outside scenery. Only the beautiful sight of his sexy curvaceous girlfriend on top of him was all he had to fill his view.
His sight finally landed on your lips but even the way you moved your mouth was turning him on as you innocently smiled and spoke to Shoko about your favorite TV show.
Shit.
Suguru could only think about how great those lips felt wrapped around his cock.
He loved how you looked blissed out just from sucking dick. The delicious vibrations from your moans would travel through him when you took him to the hilt like the good girl you always were for him.
“Goddammit. Think about anything else Suguru, you aren’t some fucking virgin!”
His inner voice chastised him.
Suguru tried to think of ice baths.
Cold winters.
His old wrinkly bitch of a chemistry teacher from way back in high school.
But it wasn’t working.
This humid ass van, his insufferable friends, his withdrawals from you, combined with your body heat and the van making you unintentionally dry hump him had his already low and overworked resolve rapidly crumbling.
He was definitely fully hard now.
Suguru prayed you didn’t notice but there was no way you wouldn’t notice the huge bulge you were sitting on.
Suguru was anything but small in size, especially bricked up like this.
You tried to hold back a nervous smile and you continued your conversation with Shoko.
However you did admittedly start to feel a little bad for him.
You knew how down bad your boyfriend was for you.
You and Suguru had sex almost every single day and on days he wasn’t fucking you he was asking for pics.
Your tits, ass, pussy, hell he even asked you to send your armpit over snapchat once.
It didn’t matter where you were either.
Work, restaurants, running regular errands, Suguru wanted the naughtiest pic you could get away with taking at that very moment.
Hell, you almost had to lie to your boss and say you had a medical issue when it was questioned why you were running to the bathroom so often during work.
That said, Suguru had been working so hard the past week so he could go on this trip that he didn’t even have time to badger you for pics.
From the way he desperately clung to you once you saw him this morning at the airport, you half expected him to drag you into the bathroom mid-flight for some mile-high action.
Little did you know he was fully planning on doing so but as soon as your 6:00 am plane took off he knocked out cold, the full week of overtime finally getting to him.
He worked so hard to enjoy this vacation with you and even ordered you clothes as gifts.
As a good girlfriend, you want to help him out a bit. Yet the mere thought causes your heart to race.
In front of all his friends?
You looked around.
Well, not like they were paying attention to the two of you in the back really.
They were being way too rowdy right now.
Gojo and Toji were still going at it, Choso was engrossed in playing his game swearing every once in a while when he would mess up and even Nanami breathing right now had Sukuna pissed off making snarky remarks.
Only Shoko was chatting with you but she was still facing forward and had just pulled out a magazine to flip through.
No harm indulging your boyfriend the tiniest little bit, right?
You swallowed a noise from escaping as his protruding bulge pushed up into you deeper.
You quivered slightly.
Suguru was the one with the high sex drive but your body had become accustomed to his needs as they soon became your own.
You missed the stretch and the overwhelming feeling of fullness from him inside of you.
To hell with it then.
The van was already bouncing you on him and you both were obviously turned on.
You might as well get off a bit more from it.
Your mind made up, you arched your back as you leaned forward on the seat in front of you. Slyly you feigned interest in the magazine Shoko had started reading, your legs spread wide on Suguru’s lap.
Rolling your pelvis forward, his dick easily spread your pussy lips through your lace panties, placing your clit directly on this throbbing cock.
You could feel Suguru’s dick straining through his pants as if it could burst through the layers to dig in your core at any moment and you smiled to your self as you continued to rock your hips in a slow and steady motion.
Suguru nearly lost it.
Were…
Were you actually doing this for him?
He thought you would be embarrassed or upset at him given the circumstances.
Yet here you are in this miserable ass van, with all his crazy friends in it, having a casual convo with Shoko all while rutting on his lap like a bitch in heat.
Suguru admitted he was worried at one point his high sex drive or fetishes would scare you off.
But you always sent him every pic of you he requested with enthusiasm, keeping up with him without complaint.
If Suguru wasn’t sure he loved you before, he was positive he did now.
Suguru made it his mission from this point forward to not only tell you he loved you on this trip, but his cock was going to show you just how much he loved you too.
Slowly Suguru brings his hands from around your waist and slips them up your dress gliding them onto your hips.
Startled, you flinched slightly as his thumbs pressed circles into your lower back dips, slowly massaging your erogenous zones causing you to squirm on him more.
Suguru has to bite back a groan but that doesn’t stop him.
Still firmly digging into your hips he brought you down harder with every bump the van took that sent you upwards and also sent the much needed friction into your cunt as you landed on him.
ShitShitShit.
You started to pant but played it off as the heat as you fanned yourself and made a comment out loud about the unbearable humidity.
You knew he would respond but not push things this far.
To Suguru’s credit though it's not like he didn’t try to hold himself back but you were being so good for him.
Great even.
He would have never asked you to give in to his depravity like this and he was eternally grateful that you decided to do so on your own.
Truly, you were really the best girlfriend he could ever ask for.
That’s why he wanted it to be better for you.
Suguru wanted to give you pleasure now and reciprocate your energy. He had left his baby without his cock for an entire week and needed to make it up to you.
Sliding a hand down from your hips, he slips it into your thong to palm your pussy, covering it completely. Not moving yet, just simply cradling your cunt in his firm grasp.
He could feel your swollen clit pulsing on his palm as the van does all the movement for him, rocking you into him.
The action had you trying to sit up again as you stirred, attempting to squeeze your legs together to prevent Suguru from digging his fingers deeper into your cunt.
Nevertheless, your efforts to stop him proved futile as there was no feasible way to keep your legs closed with the way the van was haphazardly tossing you around.
This allows Suguru all of the access he could ever want to your cunt and you knew he planned to make good use of it.
You bit your lip and shook your head.
Tears welling in your eyes.
This was definitely further than you had planned to go.
“Come on.. Let me feel that pretty pussy baby, it's been too long.”
Suguru cooed into your ear low enough only for you to hear over the radio, rattling of the van and his friends arguing.
He graciously took the opportunity presented to him and his thumb began to draw slow lazy circles on your clit.
Your breath hitched and you had to let out slow steady breaths to keep from moaning aloud.
Lost in his single sighted mission to pleasure you, Suguru ignored your protests as he slipped two fingers inside your sopping cunt.
He nuzzled his face into your hair, taking your scent in deeper.
This had to stop.
It felt amazing but there was no way you could stop from crying out if this kept on.
You were barely able to contain your low whimpers that went seemingly undectected by everyone else but Suguru who was only spurred on by the erotic sounds.
Suguru knew he was playing with fire and he knew you only intended to ease his suffering a little until you all arrived at the villa.
But the thrill of how far he could push you and the challenge to see if he could make you silently cum he took upon himself as he inserted a third finger into you.
Your hand flew to the seat in front of you holding it in a death vice, nearly ripping a piece off of the decaying interior.
Thankfully the cheesy island tunes playing on the radio and noisy shaking of the van were drowning out any of the sloppy sounds that escaped from Suguru’s fingers continuously bullying into your cunt.
“Y/N! Look, isn’t this the show you were talking about?”
Shoko inquired only turning slightly to lift up her magazine so you could see better and you used that as a much needed excuse to break free from Suguru's fingers.
You leaned over the seat in front of you completely off his lap and quietly prayed the distance you put between the two of you would be enough space to allow your pervy boyfriend to settle down a bit.
Unfortunately for you, all you really managed to do is make the situation much worse.
Your lace covered cunt glistening with your fluids was now on full display for Suguru. Right in front of his face too, as the motions of the van lifted your dress.
Any other scenario with you looking as appetizing as you did now would have had Suguru immediately diving-in, face first and mouth opened wide straight into your wet sinful cunt.
But as much as he wanted to tongue fuck you, he needed to be discreet.
You stuttered your words when you felt Surguru slide your thong to the side. You play it off to Shoko like you had momentarily forgotten your thought.
Reaching a hand back, you flail a bit as you try to swat his hand away from digging into you again. However as you reach down instead of his hand, you feel the tip of his bulbous and leaking cockhead freed from his pants.
No way.
Absolutely not.
Has Suguru lost his fucking mind!?!
Dry humping was one thing and fingering alone had crossed the line for you, but there was no way he was about to put his cock inside you, right now, like this.
In a van full of all his friends.
You wanted to turn back to hiss at him but you knew you very well couldn’t in your position. Suguru rubbed your thighs coaxingly and you knew when you inevitably sat back down you would be impaling yourself on his long veiny cock.
Strands of your hair stuck to your forehead, sweating from more than just the intense humidity as you tried to figure out a way out of this.
“Hold on to y’er asses, there’s another big pothole coming up. No fucking complaining this time, ya got warning!”
Toji barks.
Suguru took that as his opportunity to return his grasp to your hips and once the van sunk into the pothole he slammed you down onto his length.
“F-FUHCKKK!”
Your scream was muffled by Suguru’s hand clasping over your mouth.
Although there was ample warning, there were still collective groans and gripes around the van due to the violent shake from the impact.
Everyone had been so jostled no one saw your head thrown back in ecstasy with Suguru's hand still over your mouth. Your eyes rolled back into your head and your legs twitched on him.
You were so worked up from the week long cock draught you had from your boyfriend and the forbidden rush of literally doing something so deranged and nasty in front of all his friends you immediately clenched and creamed around him. Your body quaking as a small orgasm ripped through you.
You couldn’t stop the few tears that fell as silent sobs caught in your throat.
Suguru removed his hand over your mouth to wipe away your stray tears.
His other palm, snaked up your dress and you shuddered as his hand splayed across your belly pressing in deeply where you could feel his tip had reached.
“Fuck, did you just cum baby? Did you miss my cock that much, Y/N?”
Suguru slowly breathes out. He presses the side of his face to yours, his mouth close so close to your ear that his tongue lightly caresses your lobe as he speaks.
“Miss feeling me so deep inside you? Filling your guts? You kept this pussy nice n’ tight for me I see. Did you even play with yourself at all?”
“Su-Su-Sug-guruuu…”
You strain slowly through uneven breaths.
You needed him to shut the fuck up immediately.
Always a talker during sex, saying something filthy in order to have you creaming on him harder.
It drove you wild.
“S-Sto-”
“Shh baby, I promise I won't move. The van will do the work. Let me keep feeling you until we get there, yeah? E-Even just for 5 more minutes. N-Need to feel you.”
He whined into the back of your neck, lightly kissing and sucking on you through his pleas.
Suguru was already this pussy drunk from just putting it in you.
The sheer degeneracy of his desperation sent tingles down your spine straight into your cunt. Your hand shoots to grip the seat in front of you but you overshoot and don’t even notice when you knock Nanami right in the head.
You were too busy trying to keep your own head down as you bit the hell out of your bottom lip to keep from yelping.
Only soft barely audible whines escaping you.
Nanami, ever the gentleman, thought the luggage was toppling over and you needed some assistance. He started to turn around before Shoko grabbed his arm, stopping him.
She held up her hand signaling him to stop and wait a moment as she reached into her pocket, taking out her phone.
A few moments pass and Nanami’s phone vibrates.
*SMS Shoko to Nanami*
Nanami sighed.
Shoko laughed out loud.
The exchange went unnoticed by you and Suguru, but not by Sukuna.
*Group SMS Sukuna to Shoko and Nanami*
That's when Shoko came up with a quick way to get some extra cash.
*Group SMS Shoko to Nanami, Sukuna and Choso*
And with that the bet was on.
ꨄ
“Muther– F-Fuck!”
You gasped out loudly after a particularly big dip in the road caused you to slam down with so much force on Suguru’s impossibly girthy cock you were sure you felt that shit hit up into your tonsils.
“You ok back there, Y/N? You shouldn’t have to suffer through Toji’s god awful driving for much longer!”
Gojo looks back at you with a cheery smile, ignoring the insults tossed back at him.
“Oh! Um, y-yeah! I-I’m ok. I-I just bumped my head again.”
Sweat was slowly rolling down your face but you still gritted your teeth into the best smile you could muster and flashed him a peace sign.
*Group SMS Shoko re-named group chat: Team Gorilla Grip VS Team In Bros We Trust*
The text had Sukuna and Choso dying with laughter.
Nanami just shook his head, a slight grin on his lips.
Yet even still, you didn’t perceive the reactions around you.
It had taken all your focus just to flat out lie to Gojo as the only thing that was ‘bumped’ was your cervix being impaled by Suguru’s fat cockhead every time gravity hurled you back down onto his dick.
You didn’t know how much more of this you could take, your body was trembling now and surely if anyone looked back at you it would be obvious.
“T-This is so hot… you’re so hot Y/N, so naughty and so fucking nasty for me. Lying to Satoru like that.”
Suguru nearly growled as he continued to whisper obscenities in your ear.
You bit your lip harder, gushing as you felt his throbbing inside you increase.
Clearly he was getting off even more now that you had upped the ante to lying to his best friend while you were bouncing on his dick.
New kink unlocked.
*Message Gojo to Shoko*
Shoko rolled her eyes there was no fucking way they could let Gojo in on this without him ruining everything with his big mouth.
Toji too for that matter couldn’t know.
Well for one he sure as shit didn’t have ¥15,000.
And two, Toji wouldn’t give a single fuck and would just openly taunt you both which would also ruin the bet.
Nothing was going to stop Shoko from winning, especially not those two clowns.
ꨄ
Suddenly, the van slows to a stop and you exhale the shaky breath you didn’t even know you were holding.
Finally a break!
God, you were so close to cumming again and you weren’t sure this time if you could control yourself.
Suguru on the other hand seemed far less worried about control. His bun had come partially undone and strands of his long hair stuck to your face as he continued to pant into your ear.
“Why the fuck are we stopping?!”
Sukuna was mad as hell when the van came to a halt.
He needed to get to that villa ASAP.
Although you and Geto had done a pretty decent job keeping the grunts and moans to a convincing level in line with the music and uncomfortableness of being tossed around the car, Sukuna could start to hear the messy ass squelching sounds coming from your cunt.
Fuck, Shoko was right.
You did have a super soaker on you.
Even so, Sukuna would be goddamned if he was gonna lose this bet.
The delay was caused by a sudden fork in the road that wasn’t on Y!J Maps.
Toji was unclear on the direction to take prompting Gojo to pull up a local map on the island resort’s website.
“Hmm, looks like we can go left and take the more scenic route. It's by the beach so it should be a smoother ride but add 20 minutes. Or we can continue to get tossed around on the unpaved trail, and get there in 10 minutes.”
“Beach. Now. Let’s fuckin’ go! Tired of being thrown around this fuckin tin can. Toji if you speed, we’ll get there in 10 anyway.”
Sukuna knew Suguru wasn’t going to last the 10 more minutes of rocky terrain, he at least had a chance on a smooth sandy beach.
“But Kuna-kun–,” Shoko began with a faux sweetness in her voice.
This elicited an annoyed growl from Sukuna who knew this bitch was about to fuck up this entire bet for him.
“We can’t drive an old van like this on the sand. What if we get stuck? You mean you’re volunteering to get out and push us? That would take even longer!”
“Excellent points, Shoko. No one wants to end up in an even worse scenario and the vehicle has held up just fine thus far.”
Nanami added, adjusting his glasses.
He was going to enjoy taking Sukuna’s money again.
No!
You could have cried when the consensus was to continue on the bumpy road again.
You wanted to complain, to yell, plead and beg them if needed in order to take the scenic route.
You would get out and push the damn car yourself if you had to.
But you don’t dare open your mouth to even breathe as you feel Suguru start to pinch your clit as he rolls the sensitive nub between his fingers.
The last thing in the world Suguru was thinking about was directions and he couldn’t give a fuck really either way.
The car had stopped allowing your body to relax and all he wanted was to feel your tight cunt tense and squeeze on him again.
Suguru knew he shouldn’t but he needed to fill you with his cum badly.
He was so exhausted from his late hours at the office he came straight home and went to bed. Not even having the opportunity to fist his cock to the dozens of photos and videos he saved of you.
Goddamn.
Suguru was so backed up there's no way you simply grinding on him would have ever been enough, you should have known that when you started this.
You, his sweet, beautiful and perfect girlfriend who he loved.
Suguru also needed to make you cum again as well.
To your dismay the van continued on the rougher path and you sniffled back sobs as you bounced on Suguru’s lap once again.
The knot inside you was twisting impossibly tight from the attention Suguru was giving your clit and the new angle the van was tossing you in had him ramming into your g spot again and again.
“Cum, Y/N. I love you. Please cum for me. Make a mess baby.”
Suguru exhaled hot and heavy into your ear. He sounded absolutely rabid and practically frothing at the mouth.
You knew you loved him and were sure he really did loved you. However you didn’t think the first time you would hear those words from Suguru would be under these circumstances.
Even so, that still didn’t stop you from being overwhelmingly happy that he finally said it out loud. It made your cunt flutter around him so tight you were practically milking him.
Suguru didn’t stop the declarations of his affections for you as he slipped more into madness from how fucking fantastic you felt on him.
God he would never go this long without fucking you again.
“Cum baby, I love you. Cum baby, I love you. Cum baby, I love you.”
The filthy mantra spilled out of Suguru’s mouth in non stop waves. He was now thrusting his hips to drive further into you.
You were reeling. It wasn’t fair how he was making you come completely undone like this.
You could only give in at this point as you became overwhelmed and tears streamed down your cheeks.
You didn’t want to admit it, but you knew Suguru already knew you thought this all was fucking hot.
Obeying Suguru’s needy whines, with the next pinch of your clit and firm press of his palm against your lower belly you finally cum.
Your body lurches forward and both hands fly to your mouth as you try to fold the best you can down into your knees to suppress your cries.
The uneven terrain of the road gave you no reprieve from Suguru’s cock and you could no longer quiet the heaves of your breath from overstimulation.
Suguru was close.
One of his hands tries to brace himself on the luggage next to him but a bag ends up tumbling forward, landing in between Nanami and Shoko.
“FF-FUCKING HELL!”
Suguru was loud as he came deep within you. Thick ropes of his cum spurt into you like a geyser burning your insides to the point you start to convulse again as another orgasm pulses within you.
Suguru groans acting as if he is merely reacting to the luggage falling but everyone who knows better knows now the bet is now over.
“GODDAMNIT!”
Sukuna is clearly pissed.
Nanami starts coughing to hide his laughter and Choso is nearly doubled over in tears trying to stop the snickers.
Shoko manages to keep her composure.
She turns back to see Suguru running his hand through his hair with shuddered breaths and you still folded over your knees.
“Is Y/N, Ok Sugu? Did she get car sick?”
“Uh– Y-Yeah, Shoko… w-we’re both feeling a little sick right now.”
Suguru rubbed circles on your back to sell his lies but the knowing smile on Shoko’s face lets him know she’s not buying it.
Suguru sighed.
Worth it though.
ꨄ
After what seems like a lifetime, the rickety old van finally arrives at the villa.
Done in the Italian-Tuscan style the stone exterior walls, terracotta roofs and colorful floral adornments of foreign flowers really do look like the dream vacation escape Gojo had described before arriving. It was private as well, with the next villa separated by at least an acre on both sides.
“Fuckin’ finally we are here. Get me the fuck outta this piece of shit. I never want to drive with any of you again!”
Sukuna slammed the sliding van door of the car on his side, he was a horrible sore loser.
“Dude…go get some ass and chill. It was just a little bet.”
Choso climbed out on the opposite side with Shoko and Nanami.
He wasn't as pressed about losing ¥15,000, he was a software engineer, he could afford it.
“Gladly. Maybe I’ll even cop a chick to be my own personal cocksleeve for the ride back, I sure as shit wouldn’t bust so easily.”
Sukuna retorted.
“The fuck ya’ll on about!?”
Toji was annoyed.
He knew some shit was going on, but he was too busy trying to drive the miserable death trap of a van without pulling over and strangling Gojo to pay attention to anything else.
“How this dumbass lost another ¥15,000 because he thought Sugu could withstand Y/N’s gorilla grip.”
Shoko volunteered, unphased to the hardy howl of laughter coming from Toji and the incredulous disbelief radiating off of Gojo.
Yet once again you Suguru missed the whole exchange.
Still in the van, you both were too focused on digging through your bags in the pile of luggage to find an extra pair of shorts for Suguru. The shorts he had on at present were completely soaked with your collective fluids.
It looked like he had pissed himself, a few times.
So concerned with the obvious task of finding Suguru new bottoms you didn’t realize your already soggy lace thong was no barrier or help in keeping Suguru’s load inside you.
Once you both finally exit, the conversation stops and all eyes dart to you and Suguru.
Suguru wearing a completely different set of shorts and the trail of his cum running down your legs was all the proof anyone needed.
“No wonder it smelled like fucking badussy in that van. Thought it was just the smell of pussy bitch coming off ‘em.”
Toji huffed thumbing back at Gojo.
Gojo brushed off Toji’s remark.
He was full on pouting now as he was so much more devastated that Suguru was having that kind of fun without him knowing and no one even bothered to text him in on the bet.
“I still can’t believe no one told me!”
“You can’t keep a secret, Satoru. Everyone knows that.”
Nanami stated matter of factly as he calmly thumbed through his winnings.
“D’aww poor baby, you mad you weren't the one bouncing on Suggy’s lap, Toru?”
Shoko laughed as she pushed past the gate running towards the house.
“As the winner, I also get first dibs on rooms!”
“Hey! No fair-”
Gojo ran after Shoko, with the rest of the group close behind.
Standing in shock, you could have died right there on your feet from embarrassment.
You wasted no time crawling back into the van. Laying your back across the seat and covering your face with your hands.
You should just stay out here.
In fact, you might just live out here in this shitty ass van for the rest of the trip.
You didn’t know how you were going to look any of Suguru’s friends in the eye after this.
You weren’t mad at Suguru or anyone else for that matter. You were just embarrassed at your own idiocy for being so swept up in the moment you actually thought you could get away with it.
Suguru, to his credit, wants to console you.
He also knows he should probably be upset at the bet. But honestly, this out of pocket behavior is not unexpected from his friends so he is exasperated rather than upset.
This was actually pretty tame for them.
You both kind of deserve it too he muses, for being so out of pocket yourselves acting like touch-starved horn dogs.
Not being able to be satiated by simple fondling, you both (mostly Suguru) had escalated it to full on fucking.
By the time Suguru figured out Shoko was texting about the both of you, it was too late to turn back.
Suguru wouldn’t mention that to you though, he didn’t want to make you feel worse.
However, when he sees you in the van, laid on the seat with your dress bunched up across your upper thighs, all his thoughts of contrition dissipate for good.
You are unknowingly once again exposing your pretty pussy to him.
Suguru can’t help but feel his dick, still wet from being inside you just minutes ago, throb against his new clean pair of shorts.
Suguru leans into the van, kneeling in the frame of the door and runs his hands up your thighs.
“Y/N…?”
You are too concerned with plotting how to avoid being in the presence of any of his friends for the rest of the trip to pay attention to what he is doing.
His soothing strokes soon turn into desperate touches as he grips the edges of your sticky thong and starts peeling it right off of you. So used to him undressing you back home, your body simply complies as you lift your hips.
Once removed he stuffs your dirtied thong in his pocket.
Not until Suguru abruptly grasps the outside of your thighs and brings your ass up to the edge of the seat do you snap out of your disparaging thoughts.
You are fully aware of him in between your legs now looking down at your cunt as if it was a life-saving oasis.
“Y/N, my love, my pretty girl…”
Suguru was talking to you but his eyes stayed transfixed on your pussy as he loves watching his cum slowly dribble out of you. His thumb is trying to push it back inside you despite your groans and squirms.
Your heart flutters from him addressing you as my love. You are still giddy from his earlier confessions and you hadn’t even gotten the chance to say it back yet.
Hearing distant yells from in the house, you both turn your heads towards the noise. The realization dawns on you both simultaneously that his friends were still preoccupied fighting over rooms and it would likely be a while before anyone came out for their stuff.
A renewed hunger was roused in Suguru’s eyes and you knew what he was about to ask even before the question left his lips.
“Round 2?”
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A/N: Idk chileee lmfao. Lmk if the sms images are hard to read or aren't showing up. I wanted to do something fun/different but if its not working I will just put back the regular text.
Reblog to bounce on Suguru's cock but comments and likes are appreciated all the same!
Hii! Can i request a headcanon or scenario (whatever is better) where ran’s with this girl and keeps on convincing her to make the relationship an open one where they can basically sleep with other people but like only love each other (ygm?) and the reader finally agrees because ran’s always flirting with other girls so she wants to give him a taste of his own medicine and basically thats when Ran realises that his girlfriend is getting wayyy more attention than he anticipated and actually bags 10x more :D
Warning/s: NSFW, semi-proofread, fem!reader, pet names, rough sex, degradation, toxic relationship but it worked out in the end. (Ig)
A/n: HI, HI! sorry that it took me a while to post this, anon. I hope you like this, and thank you for the request <3
“If that’s how you’re gonna be why don’t you just ask for a break up.” You huff out, exasperated at your lover who went behind you to hug your form. “I love you too much to let you go.” Ran whispered as he kisses the top of your head.
“You say that yet you’re asking me to agree to you to fuck other women.” The male pouts when you pulled away from the hug. “But I’m letting you do the same.” While pouring yourself a drink, some expensive wine, you shift your head and looked at him with a questionable expression on your face.
"Alright, fine." you finally agreed, a small sigh coming out of your mouth as Ran walks to you and peck your lips. "No falling in love with your sex partner or partners, okay?" in a sweet voice he asked.
"You know what'll happen once you do," he trails as he gently swipe his thumb across your lips. "right, sweetheart?" you hum and nod your head.
"You too, sweetheart." you giggle with a smirk on your face making Ran chuckle and lean in to kiss you for real this time. His tounge swirling against yours and dominating over you as usual.
"Yeah, you know that'll never happen." he says in the kiss as he picks you up to make you sit on the counter. "Mhm, I believe in you." you reply, giving his lips one last kiss before reaching for your wine and drinking it, a little dripping down by the corner of yours which Ran licked after you set the glass down.
After that agreement with a side of good fucking that night, two weeks had already passed since that happened and you already got quite a line of men and women begging for your attention or whatsoever.
“For someone who strongly disagreed with this so called ridiculous idea of mine at first, you do sure seem to be enjoying yourself.” Ran chuckles as he stood beside you, peppering your neck with soft kisses. “How’s it going with your partners?” you giggle as his lips tickled you.
“Great.” He answered. “You?” You flash him a smile after turning around and putting your arms on top of his shoulders while he had his hands settled on your hips. “Oh, you already know the answer to that, sweetheart.” You say in a sing song voice.
“Right.” His lazy eyes looked at the necklace that was wrapped around your neck. “Who’s that from this time?” He ask, his slender fingers playing with the little chains. “Lemme guess. Satoru? Sukuna? Hmm, That guy whose name is a starbucks cup size, Venti? Childe..? Have I ever told you that their names are weird?” You snort and held the rest of your laugh back while already imagining the two person: Venti and Childe being whiny.
“None of them, huh? is it one of my co-workers? Sanzu? Kakucho? My boss???” A little laugh came out first before you answered Ran while making eye contact in a playful gaze.
“Koko.” You noticed how his eyes turned dark and cold but decided to brush it off as you intended to see this kind of reaction. “Huh, aside from your colleagues I’m actually surprised you know the names of my sex partners….” You narrow your eyes.
“No one better be dead or missing, Ran Haitani.” He nods his head, chuckling a little as he found you cute right now, but his eyes went back to look at the pretty necklace on your neck.
It was obvious to you that your lover was jealous and he always get that way whenever you’d receive gifts from other people yet he still tries to mask it with a smile and leave the place, saying he has a hook up with one of his girls.
And of course, you’d wish him well with a beaming smile on your face while informing him that you also have a plan with one of yours despite knowing what he’s feeling.
You also know that he’s trying too hard to have girls swarm him just for his attention. You know that because whenever the two of you would go out, he’d let the girls gather around and entertain him while Ran would simply smile and glance at you back and forth just to see your reactions, only to witness people slowly gathering around you like bees that was drawn towards this beautiful flower.
His friends already knew from the very start since you both informed them about the relationship turning open just to avoid misunderstanding as they once witnessed Ran let a man flirt with you while he was busy flirting with another girl so openly. Honestly, they thought you both had an argument and broke up but then they heard the news from you two.
That’s why Sanzu became your very first sex partner as he instantly made a move on you. He can’t help it. He’s been eyeing you ever since he first you, you know! He’s gotta grasp this opportunity to fuck you and feel you.
So he invited you to this party and Ran was away, you were bored that day so you couldn’t help but agree. Both of you got wasted then the next day, you woke up, felt the ache in your body instantly, and you couldn’t even get up!
Sanzu had the audacity to make fun of you after you woke him up with that loud thud. Nonetheless you could tell you had an amazing night even if the memory was a little blurry here and you felt guilty from sleeping with a man that isn’t Ran. Don’t worry though, Sanzu helped you get over it.
He was also the one who urged you to go ahead and try getting more partners as Ran was doing it. “But you’ll never find someone who’s great as me, baby.” Was he said in a cocky voice before leaving the apartment and giving you a kiss that time before you could retort.
Memories kept coming until it came to the latest person. The one with Rindou. You remembered how much you begged for his dick to enter you and make you cum which he did with a couple of degrading here and there.
“What a fuckin’ whore.” He groans out as he pounds into you from behind. “You takin’ another man’s dick so well.” Rindou chuckles as he roll his hips against yours, the action made you clench around his shaft and cum as your eyes rolled to the back of your head.
“I wonder how many had already fucked this dirty cunt of yours.” patting the cheeks of your bottom, Rin starts to thrust his hips in a brutal way. “Fuck.” He cursed under his breath. “You feel so good.” He turned you around just to catch your lips in his. “ So damn good than what I imagined.”
“I heard something happened between you and Rin.” He said, snapping you out of your thoughts, but you just wished he had done that sooner as you felt the wetness on your underwear and ache in your core.
“Yes.” You simply replied as you pull away from him to organize the gifts Kokonoi has sent, acting like you weren’t feeling hot or anything at all.
“You slept with my best friend a couple of days ago yet you didn’t hear me say anything about it. ‘cuz you didn’t let me.” You mutter the last part making Ran to let out a small sigh. “But Rindou’s my brother, that’s different.” He says making you hum.
“My best friend was basically like my sister, so.” You shrugged your shoulders then grinned as you went towards Ran to peck his cheek. “It’s just sex, sweetheart.” You say, the words sounding familiar to him.
“It’s not like I love the man or anything.” You cup his cheeks with pouting lips. “You know you’re the only man I’ll ever love, right?” You finish with a coo as he finally remembered those words. He said those to you when you found out about it and before you could utter a word, but he could still tell that you were still angry because you’ve been distant to him lately.
“Anyways, don’t you have work to do?” You ask while fixing his tie. “[Y/n]-” before he could continue his, your phone rang. “Go on, sweetie. You’ll be late.” You urge him with your phone now in hand.
“Hello?” You answer the call while waving your hand at Ran who seemed reluctant to leave but you didn’t saw it as you had your back facing him. “Chifuyu?” Was the last thing he heard slip out of his lover’s mouth, calling another man’s name in a sweet tone when he finally stepped out of the apartment.
“You want to meet up tonight?” You giggle when you heard him stammer on the other side of the phone as you already imagined his red face. “Alri-” You let out a hum of confusion when your phone got snatched out of your hand.
You huff and quickly turn around, only to feel a hand cover your mouth as purple eyes stared straight into your in a piercing way.
“Sorry but she’s gonna be busy.” Ran answered on your behalf making you furrow your brows and ask him in a hush tone on what the hell he’s doing. Ran only glanced at you in an icy way and that was enough to shut you up.
“Oh, and she’ll never meet you again.” Was the last thing he said while the other male was stunned and blinking his eyes as his friend started to ask if he was alright.
“What are you doing now this time?” You heaved. “Deleting numbers.” Ran answered casually making you frown and reach for your phone. “The hell’s up with you? Give it back.” He scoffs and pushes you down on the sofa, one hand holding your hands above your head making you squirm and try to get out of his hold.
“That’s a lot.” He mutters to himself before looking at you. “Let me go.” You grumble. Ran throws your phone on the wall, smashing it and making you gasp. “Oops. I’ll buy you another one.” He said, his smirking face making you want to just punch the leaving shit out of him.
“You crazy-” before you could even finish your string of cursing words at him, Ran shuts you up with a kiss while undoing the tie on his neck. “You’re not leaving this place unless I say so. I’m gonna fuck you senseless.” He states, voice dropping an octave as he uses his necktie like a rope to tie your wrists.
“Not even letting you ever sleep with another guy again.” Your face heats up and you could feel your pussy throbbing again. “Ran. Untie me. I’m serious assho-” You gag when you felt his thick length suddenly enter your mouth all the way down to your throat causing your eyes to water.
“Let’s put that mouth to good use.” He groans, slowly thrusting his hips as he forgot how good your pussy like mouth felt around his dick. “My dick’s the only thing that you’ll ever taste and feel, sweetheart.” Ran moans when he went fast and came without any warning. “And in return, no one’s also gonna taste and feel my cock. S’ gonna be all yours.”
“And I already cut ties with the whores. All of ‘em. No need to worry anymore.” Ran pecks your cheek while let out a whimper. “I’m gonna be all yours from now on, you got that?” He starts to work on his clothes after gently moving you to your shared bedroom then does yours next.
“And you’re gonna be all mine.” He gives your neck wet kisses then slowly went down, marking you with every chance he gets as your moans were like music to his ears. Oh, how He missed seeing you like this under him, and of course you also felt the same.
You both missed each other’s touch and warmth but was too prideful to admit it that’s why Ran finally decides to break it as he was the cause of all this in the very first place. It may not look like it, but he’s scared of losing you.
“That’s how it should’ve been from the very start.”
SHOWTIME! | haitani r.
haitani rindou x fem!reader ft. haitani ran, sanzu haruchiyo, kokonoi hajime, kakucho, akashi takeomi, sano manjiro
summary: you pushed your boyfriend just a bit too far while he was trying to stream a game with his friends
warnings: fem!reader, college au, mean dom!rindou, exhibitionism (can hear, not see), oral (f->m), rough sex, unprotected sex, brief manhandling, humiliation, slight impact play, implied masturbation (m), pet names (princess, pretty girl)
wordcount: 4.2k
notes: for @spookygeto's streamer collab
It’d been hours, you were sure of it, and you couldn’t bear it any longer. He swore--he swore--that he wouldn’t be on long, that he would actually spend time with you and you knew you shouldn’t have believed him. It was never just one match when Rindou got on with his stupid fucking friends but every time you naively held out hope.
Sighing from where you were leaning against the doorframe, you watched Rindou’s fingers fly across his keyboard, his gaze trained on the computer and headphones blocking out any sound other than the game and his friends.
Your eyes flickered over to the computer, noting the fact that he was streaming but his camera was turned off, as per usual. Sometimes, it amazed you how many fangirls your boyfriend had for being a streamer that never showed his face online but you supposed it was understandable, Rindou had an attractive voice, you would be the first to admit that.
You wandered over to his desk quietly, his eyes flickered up to the mirror he had above his computer, meeting yours briefly. He raised his eyebrows, questioning you, you pouted as you drew closer--pouting harder when he turned his attention back toward the game.
Kneeling next to him, you pressed your cheek against his thigh and looked up at him, “You’re so pretty, Rin,” you said softly as to not have your voice picked up by his mic, eyes trained on his pretty purple ones, watching the reflection of his game in his irises, watching the way his pretty purple and black hair strayed in his face.
Rindou looked down at you briefly, a small smile tugging at his lips for a moment before you heard Sanzu Haruchiyo shriek something through his headphones and he tore his gaze off of you and back toward the computer.
You pouted as he redirected his attention back toward the game, laughing at whatever was going on. Sighing you rested your head back down against his leg, cheek smushed against his thigh as you looked up at him through your lashes, hating the way he didn’t even spare you a second look.
You should just go, you told yourself, an unwelcome feeling stirring in your chest at the genuine smile spread across Rindou’s face as he talked with his friends.
He promised you time, another voice argued, take your promised time if he won’t give it to you freely.
Your eyes drifted to Rindou’s sweatpants, eyes focusing in on the outline of cock through the gray material, gaze shooting back up to where his eyes were following the movements on the screen rapidly, not sparing you any attention.
While his concentration was entirely on the game, you shifted under the desk and between his legs, movements going unnoticed. You tapped his thigh, watching as Rindou’s brow furrowed in confusion as he absently lifted his hips off of the chair, tongue darting out as his fingers tapped furiously at his keyboard.
Dumbass, you thought to yourself, albeit fondly, as you slipped his sweats down to his thighs. Rindou hadn’t even realized what you had done until you freed his cock from his boxers and he inhaled at the feeling of the cool air against it.
His gaze tore from the game and darted down to where you were kneeling in between his legs, fingers ghosting the length of his cock. His eyes were dark with warning as he watched you, hissing as your hand wrapped firmly around his cock, pumping it twice before you brushed your thumb over the precum beading at his slit.
You watched him scramble to turn the microphone off on his headsets. “Keep your mic on,” you complained quietly, “or are you afraid you’re gonna be loud.”
“Not right now,” he muttered and you could see the veins of his forearms bulging as his entire body tensed as you leaned in to lick at the precum leaking down his tip. Voice strangled, he said, “We finally dragged fuckin’ Mikey away from that other group he plays with, we gotta focus on this match.”
“Then focus,” you told him quietly, leaning up to lick a stripe up the length of his cock, watching him let out a heavy breath as he tilted his head back, that stupid matching tattoo he got with his group of friends on broad display.
“OI! RINDOU, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING? STOP FUCKING AROUND!” you heard one of his friends, Kokonoi Hajime, you recognized, shouting through his headsets and Rindou let out a low groan, shooting you a lidded glare before he turned his microphone back on, focusing back on the game albeit with shakier hands.
“Fuck off, Koko,” Rindou said roughly, “My girl came in, had to talk to her real quick.”
“Y/n’s there? Tell her I said hi,” Ran said immediately, his other friends echoing the sentiment. Rindou only glared down at you, you smiled from where you were leaning your cheek on his inner thigh, lazily pumping his cock.
Rindou took in a sharp breath as he set his gaze back on his computer screen and you leaned up on your knees, resting your elbows on his thighs as you took his tip into your mouth, sucking lightly and swirling your tongue around it. Rindou’s fingers faltered from where they were flying across his keyboard.
“Rindou, what the fuck?! How did you miss that?” you heard Sanzu shout and Rindou told him to go fuck himself. You smiled when you noticed one of his legs trembling. You pulled off of his tip with a soft pop, running your hands up his thighs and under his sweatshirt, nails tracing patterns on his abdomen. You watched as the muscle tensed under your touch, his body hunching in slightly and a grimace crossing his face as he shot you another irritated look.
You looked up at him, eyes wide. Tell me to stop and I will, you said silently. Understanding what you were getting across, Rindou only sneered at you, going back to his game.
You smiled.
One hand still lightly scratching the contours of the abdomen, your other drifted back to his upper thigh, bracing itself there as you leaned in to capture Rindou’s cock between your lips. Rindou hissed at the suddenness of the action. Shifting up more on your knees and forcing your throat to relax, you bobbed your head on his cock, inhaling deep through your nose as your lips brushed the base of his cock, desperately trying to stop yourself from gagging and making noise.
Rindou choked on his breath, coughing violently, and his cock twitched sharply in your mouth--tears stinging at your eyes as it stretched out your throat. Your nails dug into the skin of his thigh as you pulled halfway off his cock, tongue tracing up the vein on the underside of his cock, sucking hard at his tip cringing lightly at the salty taste of his precum before pulling off again and looking up at him.
You could hear a mesh of voices shouting at Rindou from his headphones but Rindou had his eyes squeezed shut and one hand clasped around his mouth, head tilted down. Haitani Rindou was good at a lot of things but controlling his reactions was not one of them. Haitani Rindou was loud and responsive in bed, and it was something that you appreciated a lot and he despised because no matter how hard he tried to shut himself up he couldn’t.
The glare he shot you was nothing short of lethal when he finally reopened his eyes and dropped his hand from his mouth, lavender eyes dark and hooded, lips pressed together tight and twisted down.
You smiled at him again, his glare darkened.
Leaning in, you placed wet kisses along the length of his cock, feeling his abdomen spasm underneath your hands at the action. Just as you were about to take his cock back into your mouth, one of his hands curled around your hair, dragging you up.
Your eyes widened in shock, watching as he leaned forward to press a few buttons on his keyboard, ending the stream and closing out of the game. You heard his friends screaming at him from his headphones, Sanzu being the loudest but Rindou only spit a few curses at them as he dragged you rather harshly over to his bed.
“Rindou,” you said, wincing at the painful grip on your hair but he only flattened his other palm against your back and shoved you face-first down onto his bed. Before you could try to push yourself onto your knees, Rindou was straddling your back, pulling your head up and forcing something over your ears.
“Rindou, what the fuck is going on?” you heard Sanzu spit directly in your ears.
“Dude, why did you disconnect? We’re getting fucked,” Kakucho asked.
“Come on, man, are you shitting us right now? We just fucking lost, you know how long it took us to get Mikey to play?” Kokonoi complained.
Rindou leaned in close to the microphone, chest flush against your back and cock pressed against your ass, “My girl wanted to play a different game, you should be thanking me for the front row seat, assholes,” he said lowly, and you turned your head to look at your boyfriend, eyes wide as the others on the call quieted down.
“Rin-” you began, voice wavering as he leaned back on his heels, shifting off of you.
“Thought you wanted the mic on,” Rindou spat, dragging you closer to him, grip bruising around your thighs. Distantly, you could hear his friends mocking you through the headset but all you could focus on was Rindou, “Made us lose the match, least you can do is give ‘em a show, yeah?”
“Yeah, give us a show, y/n-chan,” you heard Sanzu jeer into your ear from the headset.
“Mm, let us hear you, pretty girl,” Ran cooed, “Wanna hear how good Rinrin can fuck you, bet I can do it better.”
You inhaled sharply as you felt Rindou tug your shorts down harshly, looking back at him nervously because he wasn’t really about to fuck you with all of his friends and his brother listening, was he?
Tell me to stop and I will, the same mocking look you had sent him before was now directed your way and you could only glare at him. He didn’t back out, so you wouldn’t either.
“You hear that?” Kokonoi Hajime cooed, “Thinks she likes the sound of that, maybe Rindou doesn’t fuck his bitch good enough.”
“Koko,” Kakucho warned but he was cut off by Ran’s loud laughter.
“Is that it, princess? Need me to teach my little brother how to fuck you? Want me to make him watch as I split you open on my cock, hm?” Ran’s voice was cruel, mocking, tears sprung to your eyes.
“N-No,” you said, “No, I-”
“Shut the fuck up,” Rindou said from behind you and you gasped when you felt his fingers slip between your folds to press at your entrance, smearing your slick around messily, “Don’t fuckin’ talk to them 'less I tell you to.”
You shut your mouth immediately even as Rindou’s friends started mocking you and you weren’t sure if wanted to cry or if you wanted Rindou to just hurry up and fuck you. You felt pathetic because while you listened to his friends make fun of you for ‘at least being an obedient slut’ you couldn’t stop the heat that was pooling dangerously fast in your lower abdomen.
You wanted to throw up--you shouldn’t be getting turned on from this. You shouldn’t and you knew damn well that Rindou was going to notice and when he did-
“There’s no fuckin’ way you’re actually turned on by this,” Rindou sneered, as if on cue, and you whimpered, humiliation spreading through you as his friends burst into laughter, sharp in your ears. Your eyes blurred with tears as Rindou grabbed your waist to pull you up to your hands and knees in front of him and you let out a shaky breath when you felt his tip nudge against your cunt, slipping against your wet folds. “You fuckin’ are, you like that they’re listening, don’t you? Want them to hear you actin’ like a fuckin’ whore? Maybe I should turn the video on for them too, yeah?”
“N-N-oh-” you couldn’t even finish the protest as Rindou’s hands found themselves in a bruising grip on your hips, fingers digging hard into your skin as he pushed into you without warning, an obscene moan escaping your lips when you felt his cock stretching out your walls, slipping into you almost easily without any prep just from how turned on you were.
Keyword, almost. You grit your teeth as discomfort spread through you, the stretch a strange mixture of pleasure and pain that was unfamiliar to you because Rindou never fucked you without making you cum twice on his tongue and twice on his fingers at least.
It burned and you couldn’t tell if it was in a good way or a bad way because your thoughts were jumbled not only from the feeling of Rindou’s cock splitting you open but also because of his friends’ voices piercing your ears.
“Jesus fucking christ, sounds like a fuckin’ pornstar,” you couldn’t tell who had spoken--Kokonoi, maybe? Takeomi? Yeah, Takeomi.
“Fucks like one too,” that was Ran, “Rindou accidentally sent me a video of them once when tryna send one he took of some guy hacking in the game.”
“Nah man, why the fuck is Rindou the first of us to get a girl? There’s something fundamentally wrong with that, when is it my turn?” That was Kokonoi, you realized.
You whimpered as you felt Rindou draw his hips back, you could feel each and every inch of his cock pressing against your cunt, each vein molding itself into your walls. And you tried, you tried to brace yourself, tried to hold back the moan bubbling in your chest because you knew the microphone connecting you to his friends was right next to your lips but you couldn’t.
Your arms trembled against the bed in anticipation, abdomen and legs tensing and pussy aching at the empty feeling left behind by Rindou’s cock as his tip once again nudged at your opening. But he wasn’t moving, he wasn’t moving and you were sure it was about to be what pushed you to tears rather than all of his friends making fun of you in your ear.
“Rin-” you began taking in a shuddered breath when you heard Sanzu Haruchiyo mock your call of your boyfriend’s name instantly. Fuck, fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck, for a moment you hated Rindou. You hated him for making him wear his headphones while his friends were on a call, you hated him for drawing this out when he knew what you wanted and you hated-
Any thought that might’ve been running through your head fizzled away as Rindou bucked his hips into you, a loud cry of his name tearing from your lips silencing all of the boys on the other end of the voice chat. Your arms gave out as Rindou pulled his hips back, snapping them back into you at an almost painful pace--dropping to your elbows as Rindou’s fingers dug deep into the skin of your hips and ass, dragging you back and fucking you onto him as he thrust up into you, hitting you so deep inside that it almost hurt, you swore his tip was brushing your cervix.
You could barely even hear Rindou’s friends in your ears over the sloppy sound of your boyfriend’s cock dragging in and out of your sopping wet cunt, over the filthy sound of skin on skin, over Rindou’s low groans and your piercing, broken moans that were cut off each time Rindou drove his hips into you.
“Holy fuckin shit-”
“... fucking hot, Rindou’s gotta shar-”
“-ucho actin' all holier-than-thou, we all know you’re fuckin’ your fist too.”
“Rindou,” you sobbed, fisting the sheets next to you, “feels s’good, Rin, feels s’good, feels-”
Another high-pitched moan tore from your lips as Rindou brought his hand down on your right ass cheek, the sound ringing throughout the air. That very same hand slid up your body to wrap around your hair, pulling you right off of the mattress, back arched almost painfully but you couldn’t even feel it over the numbing feeling of Rindou’s cock fucking so deep into you.
“Tell them that,” Rindou groaned but his words went in one ear and out the other until his grip tightened, “Tell them.”
“C’mon, princess,” Ran cooed, “tell us how my baby brother’s makin’ you feel, yeah?”
“Makin me feel s’good,” the words slipped from your lips before you could stop them, half a slur as your head started going fuzzy from all of the stimulation, “he’s makin’ me feel s’good, Ran.”
“Oh, fuck-” Ran groaned just as Rindou brought another hand down on your ass, making you cry out again.
“Don’t say his fuckin’ name,” Rindou spit out viciously, “Say it again and I’m not gonna let you finish.”
“Sorry, ‘m sorry, ‘m sorry,” you sobbed, but you weren’t even sure if the words were coming out as you intended and you weren’t even sure what Rindou was telling you, everything felt too hot and you couldn’t even hear yourself over the headphones and the sounds of Rindou driving himself into you over and over and over again.
“Keep going,” Rindou said after a moment and
You hiccuped over your breath, “R-Rin makes me feel s’good, n he’s so big, he’s so bi-ig,” god you should be embarrassed, you knew you would be whenever you came back to but you were too fucked out on your boyfriend’s cock to care, “makes me feel the best, makes me fe-”
“Bet I could make you feel even better, pretty,” Sanzu interrupted you, “Should convince your lil boyfriend to let-”
“No!” you said, “N’you can’t, Rin makes me feel the best, Haru-”
You weren’t even able to finish his name, cut off by another gasp and resounding smack as Rindou slapped your ass again, “What the fuck did I just tell you?” he seethed, but you could barely hear him over the near-pornographic moan of Sanzu Haruchiyo ringing through your ear.
Oh god, did he just cu-
Rindou’s grip on your hair tightened, your mind going blank as he drove his cock deep into you again, his free hand slipping from his harsh hold on your hip to rub at your clit, your lips parted in a silent moan as you felt him tug lightly at your clit, body spasming at the action. Letting go of your hair, Rindou brought his other hand back to your waist so he could fuck you faster, harder, at a brutal pace that had you crying out with each thrust, that had your mind half-dazed and your jaw slack.
Your upper body dropped limp against the bed without Rindou holding you up, cheek flush against the mattress and eyes rolling back as Rindou dragged your body back to meet him for every thrust, fingers playing with your clit like one of his stupid games. His name left your lips in a mantra, a series of nonstop high-pitch chants, his name was the only intelligible thought running through your head as he brought you closer and closer to your high.
“Fuck, sounds-”
You were gonna cum, you could feel it-
“... nzu came all over-”
But you can’t, are you really gonna let them all hear?
“...f your brother doesn’t let us hit, I swear-”
Heat spread through your body fast, too fast, you couldn’t fucking control it--you couldn’t even tell if it was from pleasure or humiliation as your pants and cries of Rindou’s name grew louder and louder.
“...so fuckin’ hot-”
Desperately, you tried to slap your hand over your mouth but Rindou grabbed it before you could try to muffle the noise, you sobbed, head almost feeling like it was floating from how close you were from being pushed over the edge.
“-n’t believe Rindou-”
They’d never let you live this down, you had to see most of them every day, how would you be able to look them in the eyes-
“Princess, convince your boyf-”
Rindou leaned over you, a sharp gasp escaping your lips as he rolled his hips slow into, hitting impossibly deeper, “Hurry the fuck up ‘n cum.”
Your entire body trembled as Rindou flicked your clit hard, grinding his hips deep into you as he attached his lips to the back of your neck, sucking deep bruises down your spine and moaning shamelessly against your skin as your walls spasmed around him. A piercing moan of his name left from your lips as you felt your high wash over you, nails ripping into the bedsheets and body tensing. You could feel Rindou’s hips stutter and still against you as he came deep inside you and you felt full, too full, too hot, it was all just too much.
“Fuck,” you couldn’t even tell who was speaking as your body fell limp to the bed, mind hazy and fuzzy--Rindou was saying something to you, you could see his lips moving from the corner of your eye but you couldn’t tell what he was saying over the combined sound of his friends loud in your ears and the blood rushing to your head, body shuddering in the aftershocks of your orgasm.
“Hey, Mikey,” you heard Ran laugh as Rindou reached to take off the headphones, “Bet this is better than your other little group you play with, yeah?”
Everything went eerily quiet once he pulled the headphones off, the only sound in the room was your own heavy pants as you tried to catch your breath and Rindou murmuring something to his friends before wandering over to his computer.
Distantly, you wondered if he really had the audacity to go back to playing his game after all of that, but you were proven wrong a few seconds later when he wandered back to your side, sitting on the bed next to you, headphones out of hand. He brushed your matted hair out of your face before leaning down to press his lips against your forehead, lingering there for a moment before pulling back, cupping your face gently.
You smiled, turning your face to the side to kiss the palm of his hand, he let out a soft breath, the irritated look in his lavender eyes long gone and replaced by a fonder one.
“Love you, y’know?” he murmured and you giggled, the irritated look returned momentarily before disappearing. Haitani Rindou was never the most affectionate man but he tried his best for you,
“Love you too, Rin,” you said, giving his palm another peck.
For a moment, the two of you just rested there, basking in each other’s presence and just as you were about to speak up, his computer began binging incessantly. His friends, you realized after a moment, realization slowly beginning to hit you over what just happened.
Rindou seemed to recognize your distress and his grip on your face tightened slightly, forcing you to look at him, “I’ll kill them if they bother you,” he said, and you knew he meant it from the dark look in his eyes, “Ran-”
Ran-
“Rindou accidentally sent me a video once-”
“Rin,” you said quietly, cutting him off mid-rant, “Ran said something-”
“Ran says a lot of things-”
“Something about a video of us,” you finished, watching his face go red almost immediately. Rindou launched to his feet instantly, moving away from you. You forced yourself to sit up, wincing at the soreness shooting through your body, “Rindou!”
“I don’t know what he’s talking about,” he spit out, refusing to look at you. You stared at him in disbelief, watching as he made a beeline for the bathroom, “Gonna run you a bath.”
“Rin-”
“Gonna run you a bath!” he repeated, louder, slamming the bathroom door behind him. You sighed as you heard the water running, flopping back down onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling.
“Rin,” you called, knowing that he could hear you over the running water, “I’m gonna beat your ass.”
Rindou didn’t respond, and you tilted your head over to the side to look at his bathroom, watching as he opened the door and glared at you, “It was an accident.”
“An accident?” you demanded.
“I thought I was sending something else,” he snapped, “It’s not my fault my phone spazzed.”
“I’m gonna fuckin' kill you, Rin.”
“You can’t even walk on your own right now, good luck.”
“RINDOU!”
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𝜗𝜚˚⋆ AND THEY WERE ROOMMATES… TOJI. F
˚ ༘♡ SUMMARY OF SERIES - just a variety of different moments with your older roommate, Toji :3 (NOT IN ORDER)
MAY CONTAIN - Fluff, angst, suggestive, Father figure Toji, AGE GAP (20, 40), no plans for smut at the moment!!! But there will be
MORE INFO & DETAILS
𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ITS OKAY, YOU'RE GOOD
𝜗𝜚˚⋆ RANDOMLY SITTING ON ROOMMATE TOJI’S LAP
𝜗𝜚˚⋆ HAVING A NIGHTMARE AND ASKING ROOMMATE TOJI IF YOU CAN SLEEP WITH HIM
𝜗𝜚˚⋆ PRANKING ROOMMATE TOJI THAT YOU’RE MOVING OUT FOR APRIL FOOLS
𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ASKING ROOMMATE TOJI, "CAN YOU NOT GET A GIRLFRIEND?"
𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ROOMMATE TOJI’S WEIRD HABIT???
𝜗𝜚˚⋆ PARK KID ASKING IF YOU AND ROOMMATE TOJI ARE MARRIED
𝜗𝜚˚⋆ TOJI LOVES PETTING YOU
𝜗𝜚˚⋆ RANDOMLY HUGGING ROOMMATE TOJI
𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ACCIDENTALLY MAKING ROOMMATE TOJI HARD
𝜗𝜚˚⋆ “PLAYFIGHTING” WITH ROOMMATE TOJI
𝜗𝜚˚⋆ PUTTING FACE MASK ON ROOMMATE TOJI
𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ACCIDENTALLY CALLS ROOMMATE TOJI DAD
𝜗𝜚˚⋆ WATCHING A HORROR MOVIE WITH ROOMMATE TOJI
❝𝙎𝙏𝙐𝙋𝙄𝘿 𝙎𝙇𝙐𝙏.ᐟ❞
BONTEN + BIMBO!F. READER
𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 ; you didn't plan on showing your new tattoo to save your ass but this wouldn't have happened in the first place if you weren't being such a stupid slut in the club!!
𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 ; smut, gangbang/groupsex, rough sex, sloppy sex, degradation, praise sorta, p in v, oral (reader giving), handjobs, anal, like a lot of sex, voyeurism, belly-bulging, reverse cowgirl, dumbification, humiliation, recording, jealousy sex, reader wears makeup, petnames (baby, dollface, princess, etc), UNEDITED and skin color not mentioned
It wasn’t your fault. You just wanted to have fun at the club for once because finally, none of the Bonten members were looming over your shoulder like a hawk because they had ‘different’ business to attend to, well that’s what they told you. Still, you knew that just meant they were going to kill someone or something like that. It’s not exactly ‘okay’ to do that but you were kind of glad it was happening because usually, they didn’t even let you have more than three shots at the club; Haruchiyo sometimes snuck you one more or let you get a bit of his coke but that’s it and you weren’t able to actually go clubbing. Regardless of what you took, you still had to sit next to them wherever they went and by the slight chance that they’d allow you to, someone would go with you.
They were so protective that it was annoying. Couldn’t even talk to the bartender without Koko or Takeomi coming behind you draping their arm somewhere on your body and asking what you were doing. So of course you weren’t paying attention to shit when you were finally left alone.
As you danced with your friend, running your hands all over your body and smoothing down the fabric of your short dress to the rhythm of the music. Your tongue hanging out and everything with your eyes closed; you were lost in the moment. So lost that you didn’t realize your friend was no longer behind you and instead, there was a guy. And yes, you will admit that maybe you should have noticed this or at least looked back at your friend but it’s still not entirely your fault! If you leave your cat in front of a open door, they’re gonna leave without a second though so what did they expect you to do?
But when you heard your name getting called and saw Mikey and Rindou glaring at you hatefully, you realized that there’s a reason why cats are supposed to be kept inside. Well, you didn’t realize that immediately because at first, you just didn’t understand why they were all ignoring you. After all, they weren’t explaining anything…you hated it when they did that. They knew you weren’t the brightest so you spent practically the entire walk to the car, and when you got in the car, begging Mikey just to explain to you but he stayed silent. Barely spared you a glance and everyone else did the same.
You sat on Mikey’s side staring at him with a frown on your face just wanting him to pay you some attention and tell you what you did wrong. “Mikey, please…’m just confused.” You whined grabbing hold of his arm. You’d been begging the entire time and he hadn’t even said anything to you, only pushing you away. Hell, you even took off your heels to run after him and the rest of the guys on your way out of the club because they were ignoring you purposefully and walking fast as hell. Probably by the orders of Mikey.
Ran sighed and ran his nimble fingers through the multi-colored strands of his hair “Shut the hell up, god.” He said with a groan and Haruchiyo chuckled, his diamond-shaped scars on the sides of his mouth stretching.
“Can’t really expect her to be quiet can you? I mean baby girl just confused, ain’t you?” The pink-haired man said turning his attention to you and you nodded violently as Mikey pushed you away from him. You quickly hopped over to the green-eyed man who was welcoming you with open arms to sit on his lap while Takeomi grumbled about Haruchiyo’s sweet spot for you which was ridiculous for him to say.
If anything, Haruchiyo was the most sadistic out of them all. Shoving a gun down your throat and making you suck on it, inviting you into the execution room and making you shoot one of the traitors knowing how sensitive you were about that and that you were going to cry about the blood and how it splashed on you. He only did shit like this when everyone else was mad to piss them off even if he was just as mad. Kokonoi, Kakucho, and Rindou were the ones with the soft spots (any maybe Mikey just a bit) but that’s for another time…
“Haru, what did I do…? Tell me.” You asked into his ear whilst wrapping your arms around his neck, you really wanted someone to tell you what you did wrong so you could make up for it. Haruchiyo merely shrugged at you with a sick grin on his face, you turned your head to locate the heterochromatic-eyed male who was always sure to stick up for you when everyone else was being so mean. “Kaku…” You muttered standing up from Haruchiyo’s lap while he tried to get a glance under your dress. Kakucho merely sighed as you plopped down onto his lap looking at him with those wide teary eyes.
He felt bad, he really did but it was your turn to learn. Almost every punishment, he was there for you; kakucho always went soft on you and praised you but he couldn’t do that this time.
This wasn’t a just normal thing you did like annoying everyone, it was more than that and he was upset too. So he stayed silent. “Sorry pretty.” He muttered placing his hands on your hips. You opened your glossy lips to let out pleas and whines once again not even noticing the sound of the safety of a gun clicking off.
“Shut the fuck up,” Mikey said in an unnaturally soft tone interrupting whatever you were going to say. Your head turned to look at him to ask why he was being so mean but your eyes widened seeing his gun pointed right at you. Mikey’s finger was nowhere near the trigger but you didn’t look at small shit like that, you saw a gun in your face and you went quiet. It’s hard to keep talking when Bonten’s leader has a gun pointed at your forehead.
You stared at Mikey with your lips parted slightly in shock. Ran grinned in amusement at this as did Haruchiyo and Koko but everyone else had a straight face waiting for more to happen and wondering what you would do. Would you keep talking like a dumbass or shut up? It was always a surprise which one you’d choose. “Hopping from lap to lap asking what you did wrong like a stupid slut. If no one’s answering you that means we don’t want to hear your fucking mouth!” Mikey shouted making you flinch and shut your eyes.
“While we were doing our job, we got word that you’re in the club acting as if no one fucking owns you all over some fuckhead; so I had to stop our meeting mid-way because clearly, you have no fucking brain in there!” Mikey said with a frown decorating his face, he was clearly pissed off at you. More than anyone else and it made sense. You may have been Bonten’s whore but in the end, you were Mikey’s, you went home with him, and slept in the bed with him beyond sex so of course he was the most upset about it.
It didn’t matter what you had to say about the situation and thinking that it was your friend because it wasn’t making Mikey any less angry. It wasn’t making any of them less angry at you.
“But–” “Get the fuck over here.” Mikey interrupted you with a demand which you were hesitant to oblige to. You didn’t even get a chance to look at Kakucho or anyone for help because the Hitto man gently slapped your bottom before taking his hands away from your hips signaling you to listen to Mikey. You hesitantly stood to your feet and slowly walked over to the white-haired man with your hands balled up in fists. Mikey tilted the gun down in a direction for you to get on the ground and you nervously played with the hem of your dress.
Staring up at him with your mascara-coated lashes just waiting for him to give you a direction made him rock hard “I’m tired of hearing your excuses, you’re gonna stuff your mouth until I feel like hearing you. Understand?” Mikey asked. You were lucky really. Usually, when Mikey was this upset at you, he wouldn’t ask if you understood or not and just would’ve shoved your head down on his cock because you had no choice but to not understand. But you still had something to say.
Maybe if you told him about the new tattoo you got, he’d stop being so mad at you. You got the Bonten tattoo right on your pelvis and was just waiting for the moment to show them all; this was not the time you planned but it’d hopefully get them off your ass about this situation. You hooked your fingers on his boxers and pants, pulling them down slowly debating if he’d let you live long enough to even mention the tattoo once you opened your mouth. Blinking up at him ignoring the gun above your gaze, you grew nervous but still decided to speak “M-Mikey…I–” Mikey’s other hand came to the back of your head before shoving your open mouth down on his hard dick not letting you get another word out.
“Didn’t I tell you I was tired of hearing you?” Mikey said as tears burned in the back of your skull from his harshness, your acrylics dug into his pale thighs as you sat there on the floor of the limo under all their eyes. It was embarrassing and it made your panties drenched in your arousal. “She’s stupid, what’d you expect?” Koko said with a scoff as he typed something on his phone, hardly interested in what was happening because he wasn’t getting his dick wet.
Ran leaned against the back of his hand staring at Koko “Boss said he didn’t wanna hear her whining, think you should shut up too.” He said and the long-haired male rolled his eyes muttering ‘Whatever’ and then he began to type harder on his phone before turning it off and putting it in his life. Sheer seconds later, Ran’s phone notification went off making the male’s grin extend but he stayed quiet. “We need to do something about Misaki.” Mikey started to lower his gun as he spoke before discarding it on the seat beside him letting you relax a bit but you didn’t dare take your mouth off his cock. He’d be upset if you stopped sucking.
No one said anything and just waited for him to continue “Sanzu, Takeomi, you’re going to keep track of him and all his guys.” Mikey said with a small grunt and Haruchiyo’s face twisted into one of confusion and anger.
“Why the hell do I have to go with the old man!? That’s what Mochi’s for.”
“Believe me, I’m not exactly joyful to go with you either.”
Ran laughed at their banter before his gaze traveled to you “Well, if you haven’t noticed, Mochi is taking care of that animal back at the club because little miss slut…” He places the bottom of his incredibly expensive shoe on the back of your head making a whimper come from your mouth “Wanted to get her princess parts touched…” Ran ended with a mocking tone almost talking in a baby-ish voice whilst pressing his foot down harder on your head. You gagged around the shorter male’s cock as tears slowly came down your face.
You hadn’t even noticed Mochi was missing because of how busy you were trying to find out what you did wrong and even apologizing despite not knowing what you did.
You just didn’t want them to be upset but it seemed your attempt at that just made them more angry at you “Ugh, should’ve let me do it. I’d make that fucker suffer.” The mullet-haired man said leaning back against his seat and grabbing the cigarette from Rindou’s hand “You get too messy.” Mikey stated simply glancing down at you as you continued to look up at him but when his dark and gloomy eyes met yours, your eyes dropped immediately “Oh like you’re not gonna make her a mess.” Haruchiyo replied and grinned at his boss with narrowed eyes.
Mikey didn’t reply and only looked down at you once again and you did the same thing as before. He didn’t like that at all.
He knew you wanted something from him or more like you needed to tell him something but for some reason, you didn’t. You never made eye contact with him when you were keeping something from him “Stop looking at me like that. Talk.” Mikey said planting his hand on your forehead before pushing you off his dick harsher than he intended making you fall back on your elbows.
You coughed lightly while wiping the small tears that hadn’t yet dared to mess up your makeup. “I-I…I wanted to show you something.” You said nervously as you shifted onto your knees grabbing at the hem of your dress and trying to gather up the confidence to look at him in his eyes, you knew how he hated it when you didn’t look at him when he talked to you and he was getting a bit upset with how often you were looking away from him.
Mikey lifted his hand off his knee gesturing for you to do what you wanted. You slowly stood to your feet in front of Mikey, his knees on either side of your body leaving a bit of space between himself and you. Mikey watched as you lifted your dress just below your boobs and his eyes immediately caught the tattoo on your pelvis that dipped into your panties. It was the Bonten tattoo with the only difference being the dot in the middle was a heart, he ran his thumb over the tattoo and pulled the waistline of your thong down just a bit so he could see the full inked skin. “…Wanted to make it cute.” You said with a smile forming on your lips at his reaction.
Mikey continued to stare at the tattoo in awe running his fingers over it to see if it was real and wouldn’t wipe off “It is cute baby.” His voice was softer than before as his eyes flickered up to yours, his hands went to your hips “Think you should show everyone else.” The Sano man didn't give you any time to react or protest (though you wouldn’t have) before he turned you around making your bare torso visible to everyone.
“Holy shit…” “Fuck pretty you’re so hot.” “Cute.” “C’mere dollface.” The compliments from the men made you grin wider, almost giggling at all of the attention. Koko then grabbed your wrist gently and pulled you out of Mikey’s arms and toward him before he began to rub his fingertips over the tattoo “You pay for this yourself love?” The long-haired male asked not looking up at you, you merely shook your head with a negative hum “Used your card.” A smile stretched across Koko’s mouth at your words before he pressed a small wet kiss to your pelvis on the ink “Good.” Rindou then reached over and grabbed your other arm, pulling you over to him and into his lap before you could respond to Koko.
His palm was placed directly onto the tattoo as he chuckled in your ear with Haruchiyo and Ran on either side of him chuckling as well “Gonna have fun with this, that’s for sure.” Ran said and Haruchiyo nodded in agreement with a devilish grin on his face, Rindou’s hand slowly drifted into your thong with his fingers trailing down to your clit “This why you wanted to be ass up so bad the other day?” Rindou asked tilting his head, his lips ghosting over yours and of course, when you went to connect them, he pulled away.
As nice as rindou was compared to those monsters, Takeomi, Haruchiyo, and Ran, he could be just as mean well…not exactly as mean.
Haruchiyo’s hand grabbed your chin harshly and he turned your attention toward him “Gotta let me eat this pussy baby…” He said licking his lips and once again, before you could even say anything, you were interrupted. “Who says you get to have ‘er first?” Ran said with a scoff as he put his hand on your leg, it was only adding to the small bit of pleasure his brother was giving to you by circling your clit. Takeomi scoffed as Kakucho just shook his head “She needs someone soft first. You guys will tear her in half.” The scarred-face man said folding his arms across his chest but his words only earned more noises of disapproval.
“Oh please! You’ll end up coddling her anyway.”
“Dollface loves getting split in half right?”
“You’re a bunch of selfish fucks.”
“And you’re not? Don’t act like you didn’t keep her to yourself all day yesterday Koko.”
As the men began to argue, you felt yourself being torn from Rindou’s lap and it seemed no one noticed.
You looked behind you to see the culprit of the action, Mikey. You gave him a small smile as you sat down on his lap but he didn’t return it and just continued to stare at you with his tired eyes “Take them off.” You weren’t really smart but you didn’t have to know rocket science to know what he was referring to. Nervously glancing at the men who were raising their voices at each other fighting over who got to use you first and then back at Mikey who was, surprisingly, waiting patiently. You began to pull the panties from your hips and let them drop to your ankles before stepping out of them staring at the damp spot in them as they lay on the floor useless as they always were.
You went to turn around to face Mikey but he stopped you “Look at them and be quiet.” And you did as you sat back down on his lap but this time, you felt his cock sliding inside of your slick hole making you shiver. You let out the smallest moan but it gained the attention of most people in the room, the people who didn’t hear only looked at you because everyone else went silent and turned to you. “Didn’t I say be quiet? Can’t listen for anything…” The short-haired male whispered in your ear while he held onto your hips.
“Oh shit look,” Ran said pointing at the bulge in your tummy that happened to be angled right where the tattoo was, making it poke out. “Fuck…are you gonna have her all to yourself, Mikey? Shit’s not fair.” Takeomi said letting out a low hiss and Haruchiyo nodded in agreement “Yeah, you told–” “She gotta get her present before her punishment.” Mikey said interrupting the long-haired male as he put his chin on your shoulder to look at you with his dead eyes. You glanced at him nervously, you thought that this would make him less mad at you and stop this ‘punishment’ but I guess not. “Well…shouldn’t that be the other way around?” You asked putting a manicured finger on your lip.
Mikey hummed raising his voice a few octaves to mock you “Well…you’re taking it this way.” His voice returned to normal halfway through his sentence “And stay quiet, we’re still talking. Now get moving, I’ll help after.” Mikey demanded slapping your leg and earning a whine from you but you nodded in agreement before beginning to move slowly with your lips glued shut not trying to let out any noises as all eyes were locked on you. When Mikey cleared his throat, their gaze focused past your form.
Your hands grabbed at Mikey’s skinny thighs as a support line as you heard him open his mouth to speak “Sanzu, Takeomi, I expect you to be professional about this. Do not have a repeat of last time.” It was ridiculous how he could speak so calmly when he was stretching you out. You felt like you were getting torn in half from the way his girthy cock was bullied into your…
It was too hard for you to move when he was stuffed inside of you like this but you kept trying, Mikey would never help you get what you wanted if you didn’t do it by yourself for a bit. That’s something about Mikey you hated! It didn’t matter if he was rewarding you or doing the opposite because he’d make you work for it just for a while until he took over; Mikey didn’t believe in that pillow princess shit, if you wanted something, you were going to work for it but maybe if he was in an extraordinarily good mood…the most he’d do is make you tell him what you wanted in LOTS of detail.
“Yeah, Yeah, I won’t shoot him or anything,” Haruchiyo said folding his arms across his chest with a sigh of annoyance but when he caught the sight of you resisting the strong urge to moan made him grin. He didn’t give a damn about going with Takeomi because of what you did at the club because he still gets to have you every day and see you in that state every time and Kakucho nor Koko could complain about how mean he was being because…well, you deserved it this time.
Haruchiyo looked at you like he wanted to do what Mikey wasn’t: Fuck your brains out and you wanted him too. It didn’t matter if it was him honestly, you just wanted to be taken care of…was that too much to ask? “Haru’...” You mewled looking at Haruchiyo through the mascara-coated lashes that you batted at him in hopes he’d give you what you wanted before Mikey could condemn you for talking. It’s best not to get your hopes up when it comes to him especially because all he did was laugh at you and grab his phone. “Didn’t I tell you to be quiet?” The sano man asked you as your makeup started to smear with you knuckling away the tears in your eyes. Haru was ignoring you and starting to record you in such a vulnerable and pitiful state.
“Yes but–” “Then shut up, it’s as simple as that,” Mikey said interrupting you once again and making it clear that he did not want to hear any of your excuses but you needed him too! It wasn’t fair that he had you sobbing like this while Haruchiyo was busy recording it. He never posted them but he did send them, especially to the guys who had the confidence to text you or give you their number with a text about how you were busy and it was so embarrassing. Haruchiyo just loved to humiliate you even when you were getting a reward. You could only imagine what he would do when it was time for you to be reprimanded.
Haruchiyo turned to Rindou and bumped him with his elbow “Put ‘em in her mouth.” He said gesturing to the thong on the floor and Rindou grinned before leaning down to grab the undergarments. The long-haired brother reached over grabbing your jaw with his hand “Open wide sweetie.” You did as he asked opening your mouth but you were barely able to open it wider before he stuffed them inside of your mouth silencing the pathetic whimpers that were an attempt to get him to pity you so maybe your punishment after this wouldn’t be so bad. You saw that it worked on him a bit but not enough for him to say anything.
“Since you can’t do anything on your own, I guess I’ll just give you what you want,” Mikey said running his hand up your thigh, dragging his fingertips over the tattoo to your scrunched-up dress before snaking his hand under the fabric. His fingers wrapped around your tit squeezing it lazily as he began to man spread forcibly spreading your legs for everyone to see what was between them. His other hand grabbed your hip before bringing you up and slamming you back down on his cock making you whine behind the fabric as hot tears ran down your face messing up your mascara. The black droplets of tears stained your pretty face as Mikey forced you up and down his cock.
You heard his grunts from behind you before they went quiet with his deep breath “I meant what I said. I don’t want no fucking shoot-outs.” Mikey said to the other men in the car. It seemed like you should have stopped at the hideout by now…wait, was the car even moving? You hadn’t even noticed if it had stopped. “Got it.” The voice was familiar but you couldn’t tie an exact face to it. Your eyes were squeezed shut and you were losing yourself in your pleasure already. Haruchiyo was probably having the best time of his life watching you fall apart in Mikey’s grasp and getting it on record.
“Do you? Last time you said that and I had to take funds out of the Bonten portion to pay off the cops because you are an idiot!” That was easily recognizable as Koko’s annoyed voice. Your eyes opened at the feeling of fingers grazing your chin and you were met with the camera of a phone. Your eyes trailed down to see the Sanzu man on his knees grinning up at you, his diamond-shaped scars stretching on the ends of his lips “Uhm, hello? I’m talking to you.” Koko said looking at the pink-haired man annoyed glaring at him whilst the man ignored him and just focused on capturing all of your whining excellence.
Haruchiyo clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth “I don’t give a shit. Pretty girl’s more important than anything you’re talking about.” He said dragging his fingertips over your skin making you shiver into him and Mikey’s touch. You whimpered through the fabric that was dampening from your drool. Koko didn’t respond and only rolled his eyes before relaxing further in his seat to add to the other eyes concentrated on you.
Mikey’s hand ran all over your body “Gonna cum?” He asked lowly in your ear with that baby-talk voice he and everyone else used to mock you but you didn’t care; you only nodded dumbly in response “Uh-huh! Uh-huh!” You screamed and your mumbles were loud enough to be understood by everyone. You began to bounce on your own chasing your orgasm, the back of your thighs slapped loudly against Mikey’s which were much skinner than yours “Yeah?” Mikey asked as Haruchiyo grabbed your panties from your mouth before forcing you to look down at him and not just at the camera.
“Feel so-oh good! Want more!” You moaned loudly glad that your cries were finally being heard. Haruchiyo’s smile widened evilly at your words as he lowered the camera down to take in how you sucked in Mikey with ease “Don’t worry, we’re gonna give you what you want.” Obviously, you didn’t think much of these words. It’s not like you thought much but he was telling you about giving you what you wanted…and that’s all you cared about.
You moaned louder, your sounds becoming more high-pitched as you grew closer to the edge “Cummin’! ‘M cumming!” You squirted all over Mikey’s cock triggering his own orgasm that was unwarranted. You gasped in shock at the warm feeling of him filling you that you were so used to, you felt yourself slipping from not only your thoughts but Mikey’s hands. Mikey didn’t catch you when you began to fall forward and neither did Haruchiyo but Koko (being the closest to you other than those two) did.
You blinked up at the white-haired man with a blissed-out look on your dirtied face with small sobs escaping your lips that were in a pout. He didn’t say anything and allowed you to climb onto him; when you landed in his lap, your cunt leaking all over his expensive clothes, your arms immediately found their place around his neck “Aw…so sensitive.” Koko said teasingly when you spazzed into his body at the feeling of his hand just grazing over your clit.
“Don’t get too comfortable over there.” Your head turned at the voice and you saw all the eyes that were staring at you now with a hungry look in their eyes like you were their prey. You were and you have learned to accept it but it never failed to make you quake. They were not done with you whatsoever.
“Ah, ran that hurts…” You muttered gripping Mikey’s shoulders tightly as Ran pushed inside your second hole but you couldn’t even do that because Haruchiyo grabbed your hand and Koko grabbed your other so the only support you had was Mikey’s hands on your hips. It was a small burning pain but the pleasure from…everything overtook it by a lot. Whimpers left your messy lips as they manhandled you not caring that Mikey was still inside of you and you were moving all around him. They treated you like you were nothing but a toy for them, yet you found yourself growing wetter at their actions.
Your fingers wrapped around Haruchiyo’s cock with your other hand doing the same thing to Koko “Ah, you’ve taken it here before. You’ll be fine.” The eldest haitani brother responded to you with his hands creating hand-shaped bruises on your hips. Kakucho, who sat closer than before with his cock in his hand, rolled his eyes at Ran’s harsh treatment of you “Could have at least lubed her up, I see why she comes to me all sore.” Kakucho said which only earned chuckles from the other men in the room. You couldn’t even begin to respond to him, you could barely form anything other than moans and whines from how you were being used and pulled in every direction.
Despite this mindset, you saw Rindou stalking over from the side of your eye and your attention turned to him. He sat down in front of you on the seat as you along with Ran and Mikey, who were buried deep into your holes, sat on the floor “Keep your mouth open pretty.” Rindou said beginning to slide his slacks down to pool at his ankles, you did as he asked and opened your mouth wide and it wasn’t long before he shoved himself into your mouth muting your mewls “Tch. Why do I always get left out?” Takeomi questioned taking in the sight of you being stuffed in all holes possible.
Haruchiyo threw his head back as you moved your hand up and down his shaft, his pre spilling all over your hand and your long nails. He tilted his head back to look back at the older man “‘Cos it’s playtime and you’re too old for that.” The mullet-haired man said with a laugh triggering another mini argument between the two of them which no one paid attention to but at least it distracted him from recording you. “So pretty. This color looks so nice wrapped around my dick.” Koko complimented as he slicked his hair back to prevent it from sticking to his forehead which was growing wet with sweat. Koko was so glad he got to pick the color of your nails this time, his pleasure felt so much better knowing that especially because he picked it specifically because of how beautiful it looked around his dick.
You tried to thank him for the compliment but you couldn’t help but moan at the feeling of Mikey taking in your nipple in the wet cavern of his mouth; not like he’d be able to hear it anyway…
Mikey took full advantage of your tits being shoved in his face because you attempted to reach Rindou as you sucked him off. Ran groaned as he threw his head back while he continued his strokes deep inside of you “Fuck keep doing thing, she likes that, yeah?” Ran said with his hand snaking around to lie on the moving bulge in your tummy that was right under that tattoo, he’d be sure to pay some extra attention to that later. You weren’t even able to nod because Rindou had a tight hold on your hair as he practically fucked himself down your throat.
“Mmph!” Mikey’s cold hands groped your other tit as the other rested on the fat of your ass, you felt him smile at your muffled moans as he continued to fuck up into your sloppy cunt. Your body shuddered as his mushroom tip grazed over your g-spot “Oh fuck–ngh…pretty, you’re doing so–fucking–good.” Rindou moaned bucking his hips into your mouth slightly, you glanced up at him with teary eyes as makeup continued to run down your face showing your pathetic and slutty state.
Your stomach tightened and your legs nearly clenched together if it wasn’t for Mikey sitting between them as you felt your orgasm coming. “Gonna cum? Yeah?” Mikey said taking his mouth away from your nipple as he grunted at the feeling of you squeezing around him, he had to hold himself back; he had an issue with cumming as soon as you do just because of the feeling. “Mhm! Yeah, Yeah!” You shouted as Rindou yanked your head away from his cock as he began to jerk himself off for a few seconds until he came all over your face only adding to the mess “Ugh! C-Cummin’!” Koko laughed at your sputtering while you bounced up and down on Mikey to work yourself through your orgasm.
“You always cum so easy, don’t you beauty?” Koko asked with a teasing laugh.
You didn’t even respond and just murmured as you kept rocking back and forth because of Ran’s thrusts, he wasn’t letting up until he came and you couldn’t feel it coming yet. “Says you, every time we share ‘er, you cum within seconds.” Haruchiyo added looking back at the white-haired man who breathed heavily “You’re boutta cum right now, aren’t you?” He added making Koko grunt in annoyance, he placed his hand onto yours as you continued to jerk him off.
“Ugh, if you wanna kiss me just say that.” Koko responded with a roll of his eyes and Haruchiyo’s grin widened.
“If you cum easily like a virgin, just say that.”
“I don’t!”
“Prove it.”
“Shut the hell up, nobody wants to hear you,” Rindou said with a raspy voice as he scooted away from his place on the seat. Dragging himself over to a farther seat to sit there and relax, rindou glared at his co-workers who looked at him and then at each other. Haruchiyo didn’t say anything but his look seemed as if he was challenging Koko and the other man accepted.
Your skin burned at the feeling of Ran’s long fingers digging into your skin as you breathed heavily slumped over onto Mikey’s shoulder. Ran leaned forward and kissed all over your shoulders while his hips continued to snap into your ass faster than before “Gonna give you two loads, ‘kay baby?” Mikey said pushing you off his body so he could look at you, his eyes narrowed at you when you didn’t respond and just mewled while sniffling and it made more globs of tears spew from your eyes as you nodded.
“C’mon love, use your words…taught you better,” Kakucho said as he slid into the empty space that Rindou had currently sat in. “Okay Mikey…” You said glancing up at Kakucho. He always tried his hardest to keep you out of trouble, even if you deserved it. Kakucho’s hand was placed on your head as to congratulate you for being good.
“Fuck, I’m cumming right now,” Ran grumbled as he pounded into your tighter hole harder making you yelp and your back arch. Your arms wrapped around Mikey’s head as you cuddled closer to him, your legs were numb by now but you felt them quake as Ran filled you to the brim and soon Mikey followed. So that’s what he meant by two loads…
Your tongue lolled out at the feeling of being filled up completely while you breathed heavily but your comfort didn't last long because your hands were snatched back and placed back on the cocks you took them away from “Stop playin’ dollface, we’re tryna have a competition here.” Haruchiyo said as he moved your hand around his dick again while Koko tried to resist cumming, he couldn’t let Haruchiyo win another fucking bet. “Sor–ah!” You couldn’t count how many times you’ve been cut off this night from saying anything.
You gave Koko an apologetic look as you winced at the feeling of Ran’s touch leaving your skin after pulling out. That’s what did it to him, there’s no way he can hold back when you’re looking at him like that…so Koko let go and allowed himself to cum all inside of the palm of your hand. You gasped and looked down at your soiled hand as your fingers unwrapped from him. Staring at his burning red tip that was twitching, you smiled a bit before looking back at him “Looks like you lost pretty boy.” Haruchiyo said grunting. You had completely forgotten he was there. “Shut up,” Koko said joining Ran and Rindou who were busy tucking themselves back in and coming down from their high.
Your head turned as you brought your hand to your lips gently licking Koko’s mess from your hand “Hm, haitani already ruined your face…” Haruchiyo said as you glanced up at his phone that was lazily held in his hand, you weren’t even sure if the camera was taking in your filthy form. You wondered what Haruchiyo was going to do next but your thoughts were ripped away when your hand was brought away from your mouth to wrap around yet another cock making you whine. Your arms were almost as sore as your throat, you were getting extremely tired…
“Don’t act all tired now. You can rest all you want after.” Takeomi said with his gruff voice as you began to lazily move your hand around his cock, rubbing your thumb over his tip to tease him a bit. Before you even got to say anything, you felt warm ropes of Haruchiyo’s cum not only landing on the side of your face but in your hair. “Mikey! Haru made a mess in my hair…I paid so much to get it done…” You complained looking at your boyfriend(ish) not paying attention to Ran commenting how he actually paid.
See, Mikey didn’t really give a shit that your hair got fucked up or any of that shit because it was supposed to be a punishment. However…he did not want to deal with you whining to him the whole time after this about your hair, you were already going to be upset about your makeup and your underwear that had been torn to shreds by now and he really did not want to hear this. He never heard the end of it when some of his cum accidentally landed on your hair when he was giving you backshots. “Get away,” Mikey said to Haruchiyo as you wrapped your arms around his neck looking up at Kakucho who looked at you sympathetically.
“Come on Mikey, I’ll buy her a new one or whatever,” Haruchiyo said a tad bit annoyed that he was getting scolded over this. You weren’t really focused on Haruchiyo anymore or what Mikey was telling him, only on Kakucho now that you were facing him and you had discovered that he had been jerking himself off. Well, he wasn’t anymore but he was.
Kakucho’s unused hand went to your head and he pulled apart strands of your hair to see if it was as bad as you thought it was “It’s really bad, right…?” You asked to sniffle and Kakucho grimaced at the sight of Haruchiyo’s seed on the side of your head but he still tried his best to get it out regardless of his disgust “Not that bad. I can help wash it out.” Kakucho told you with a sweet voice. That’s what you liked so much about Kakucho…he was so nice to you no matter what you did wrong.
And you’d never say it aloud because of how jealous most of them would get but Kakucho would be the first person you’d run to in a situation when you know you did something wrong. He was always just so nice to you…he deserved a lot for being such a sweetie all the time! “Thank you…” You muttered as your hand that was free of Koko’s mess trailed up Kakucho’s leg and grabbed him making him stiffen. “Oh, that’s bullshit. How come we have to sit out but Scarface over there still gets his?” Haruchiyo asked with a frown ignoring how Takeomi was glaring daggers into the side of his head. You felt the need to mention how most people in Bonten had scars on their faces but you made your first smart decision not to. They’d probably get offended…
“He’s nice to me.” You said glancing back at the pink-haired man as Mikey sat below you silently, leaning his temple against your bare side. Your whines of sadness instead of pleasure had brought out that soft spot in him and he just wanted to be as close to you as possible. “Sweetie, I don’t give a fuck about that nice shit,” Haruchiyo said rolling his eyes as he snatched whatever Rindou was lighting up. You merely huffed and looked back at Kakucho who stared down at you in all of your glory.
He observed how your body would jolt and the little noises that would leave your throat ever so often maybe because of the lingering pleasure or Mikey moving in the slightest. Either way, your blessed-out expression was so cute, especially with that pout of anger. “Well, I do.” You muttered before beginning to move your hand up and down on Kakucho’s cock while resting your cheek on the top of Mikey’s head.
“O-Oh shit…” Kakucho mewled as he watched as you took him in your mouth, your hand remained around the length that you could not take in. His back arched just slightly at the vibrations that your whines and groans sent to his dick that rose to the pit of his stomach where his orgasm formed. “Mmpfh…” You said lowly as you rocked back and forth to grind on Mikey which just made him even more impatient to get his way with you. He needed Kakucho to hurry and finish.
Kakucho’s large hand found its way to the nape of your neck just resting there as he moaned breathlessly. He resisted the urge to fuck your face because he didn’t really want to but it was just so good that he couldn’t help but crave more. That feeling in the pit of his stomach grew so large that he could barely keep his eyes open anymore but he tried to, he wanted to see those eyes that stared up at him so teary and wet. So beautiful.
He could see how Koko came so easily just from how you looked at him. His ring-clad fingers traveled from the back of your neck to the back of your hair. Running his fingers through the clean strands and gently pulling at it “You’re going so good…shit oh my–” Kakucho’s words were cut off when he came without warning into your mouth making you choke just a bit. Taking him out of your mouth, you stuck your tongue out as you lightly coughed and he gawked at the sight.
Mikey’s hand went from roaming around your back and grasping your hips “You done with her?” The tired male asked in his usual raspy voice and Kakucho confirmed that he was with a puffed-out response. Within a few seconds of Kakucho’s response, Mikey had you on your back on the floor of the car and you grew a bit embarrassed at the eyes on you. They were always there, staring but instead of feeling their gazes, you could actually see them.
The roughness of his fingertips pressing against your love handles made you squirm as you babbled about how he was being so rough. “You know who you belong to, correct?” Mikey asks as he begins to move inside of you with slow strokes. His hands trailed down to your thighs and found their place on the back of them “Uhm, y-yeah…” You replied trying not to moan so you could at least answer him properly. Mikey pushed your thighs up so that they met your chest as he continued to stare at you “So why act like you don’t?” He continued to ask as you groaned at the new angle.
Only babbles left your lips as you insisted that you didn’t act like that and that’s why you got the tattoo but it seemed that no one was buying it. “I mean you were all over that…ugh. So clearly you don’t.” Koko said shrugging his shoulders and you only whined at his words. “How many times do we have to teach you? We know you’re a little dense but you’d think you would learn by now.” Mikey said bluntly watching as you arched your back at the little pleasure he was giving you.
“Mikey…p-please jus-just want more.” You babbled to him as hot tears streamed down your face. Haruchiyo smacked his tongue across the roof of his mouth. This was supposed to be a punishment for you but you were too much of a cockwhore to not want more of what you were given. Haruchiyo had so many more methods for putting you in your place but apparently, he was ‘too harsh’.
Mikey blinked at you and leaned closer to you only getting deeper into your warmth. His lips brushed over the shell of your ear as you waited patiently for him to talk “You’re lucky if I ever let you go out with those fucking friends of yours again, understand?” He whispered to you and you nodded immediately not thinking much of it. “Great then don’t fucking complain later.” The short-haired male said narrowing his eyes at you.
The sano didn’t waste any time to begin thrusting harshly inside of you. The prominent veins on the sides of his cock rubbed against your fleshy walls that were already soaked with his seed “Ugh! F-Feel so g-go–ood!” You shouted dragging out your sentences as you moaned loudly. Your arms wrapped around Mikey’s neck and you clawed at the back of his shirt while trying to contain yourself. Your body moved up and down and even though your eyes were squeezed shut, you could practically see the smirks on the haitani brother’s faces at the sight of your tits bouncing.
They were also probably smiling at the noises that came from Mikey’s cock leaving and entering your soaked cunt. The sounds were so filthy and so wet, it was like music to their ears. One of Mikey’s hands found its place right back on top of your tattoo and he groaned loudly throwing his head back at the feeling of his cock poking through your skin and rubbing against his palm.
Your walls tightened around him as you felt yourself nearing the edge. “Hold it, I want you to cum with me,” Mikey told you. “No! I-I can’t…” You shouted out as you brought him down to be closer to you. “If you cum before I tell you to, I swear to god you won’t cum for a month.” Mikey threatened making your skin run cold. Mikey was so mean to you sometimes…it wasn’t nice at all!
“I’m s-sorry! Ngh…I won’t–fuck–go with another guy e…ever!” You were barely able to get out a clear sentence as you felt Mikey hit your G-spot. You couldn’t hold it in for long, it just felt so good that you needed to cum now. “Tch. If you can even call it that.” Rindou snickered not taking his eyes off how you couldn’t even close your mouth with how many moans were continuously emptying from your lips.
Mikey put his face in your neck as his hips sped up, undoubtedly to discolor under the pressure of hitting your thighs. He breathed heavily into your neck occasionally letting out groans with how you pulsed around him eager to cum under his touch and only add to the cum ring that formed around the base of his dick.
He groaned at the feeling of you sucking him deeper than he could possibly imagine. It always happened. No matter how much he thought he couldn’t get deeper inside of you, he did. Mikey loved the feeling of your plush walls hugging his cock tightly and he loved it more when you let out sobs and purrs expressing how much you loved it when he fucked you like that. It only turned him on more.
“Now.” He commanded and just as he pleased, you both came together with your moans swirling with his beautifully. Your back only arched off the floor more at the feeling of him stuffing you full of his cum once again “Uhn…so full.” Your eyes closed as you relaxed against the floor and Mikey’s harsh press of your thighs to your rest softened. Mikey pulled out making you gently wince and peek your eyes open.
The short man sat on the seat of the car before he began to pick you up so you could sit next to him. Mikey stared at you for a moment taking in how pretty you looked with a tear and cum-stained face with small touches of ruined makeup here and there before he went to get your dress from one of the executives. He smiled a the sight of you knowing that he couldn’t stay mad at you for long and of course, you had to make him smile just a bit more with your words and girlish giggles that adorned it. “Nice butt.”
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Clan head!Gojo
office worker toji x puppy girl reader bonus tidbits
time to get this out of the drafts :3
office worker toji helps puppy girl reader with her first heat while with him !! nsfw / 18+ !(ෆ’∀’ෆ)!
it’s been a few months since toji’s taken you in. to toji's delight you've begun speaking a bit more - from greeting him when he comes back from work to asking about his day, or shyly asking him for help when you need it. you've also maintained your openness to his petting, making soft noises of delight each time.
recently though, toji’s notices you’ve been more reluctant in letting him go to work. at the door you nuzzle him affectionately, which is cute, but you whimper more sadly than usual when he pets you on the head and tells you to “be a good pup” while he’s working.
you’ve also started licking him before the two of you sleep, climbing on top of him and laying your front against his chest. you whine out his name and make soft noises of contentment too, pressing your face into the crook of his neck and leaving warm puppy drool all over his adam’s apple with your tongue. it’s not that toji minds the drool, but he often ends up getting up out of bed once you’ve fallen asleep to splash his face with cold water or take a cold shower.
when he comes back home to your without your regular greeting, he finds you squirming under the covers of your shared bed wrapped in clothes stolen from his hamper he decides to give shiu a call.
“it sounds like she’s nesting, probably going into her monthly heat,” shiu says with a hint of amusement in his voice.
“heat,” toji repeats back blankly.
“yeah, she’ll be real turned on for a couple of days, make sure to keep her hydrated. some owners like to take care of it themselves, or you can get some toys to help keep her occupied. i’ll send ya some information.”
“thanks,” toji replied, processing shiu’s words.
“it’s real nice though, fushiguro, they get real hot and bothered-"
toji hangs up.
most of the “information” shiu ended up sending were various models of toys to help you get through your heat, but he did include some more informative links. it was important to keep you hydrated, and experienced owners suggested keeping snacks around, too. skin-ship, the more the better, was also recommended to help soothe hybrid instincts - basically it was best if you weren’t left alone.
he does decide to get one of the less extreme toys. a simple vibrating dildo at a decent size. he sets you up with some water and sits down beside you, alternating between some soft petting and holding your hand while ordering one for express delivery.
the night remains mostly uneventful. he’s able to leave a few times to fetch water and brings you a convenience store onigiri he stocks in the fridge so that you’re not hungry while he’s at work. he hand feeds you with you seated on his lap, back against his chest. occasionally, you swipe your wet tongue against his fingertips and when you’re done with the rice ball you lick his fingers clean. content, you look up at him, exposing your collar. toji asks you if you know why “you’re being all soft and clingy” and you don’t seem to be able to explain it completely, mumbling out “puppy like toji.” it’s a different kind of cute, knowing that you can’t control your desire to be around him and it ignites something in toji’s chest. he adjusts your collar, and fiddles with the small engraved charm. “yer know what your ‘heat’ is, pup?”
“mm hot,” you reply, playing with his fingers. he chuckles, tapping your nose.
“not quite,” he says, and rubs the skin around your collar. “i’ll take care of you though, okay?” you nod along and smile up at him with your puppy-dog eyes. “quit bein’ so cute,” he grumbles, pinching your cheek gently. “let’s get you tucked into bed, hm?”
with you finally asleep beside him, toji spent a few hours researching more about puppy hybrid heats. he found that it was common for owners to provide assistance to their hybrids during this time or owners also kept multiple hybrids so that they might help each other through their heats. there were even articles talking about how hybrids only went in heat if there was a certain level of attraction or companionship with their partner - hybrid or human. though your openness and affection towards him was tempting, toji wanted his puppy to be sure of what she was doing before being so involved. he also discovered some common biological functions. puppy girls often produced lots of slick as a means of self lubrication, hence why it was important to keep them hydrated. increased blood flow during heats also meant that sensation to their ears, neck and erogenous zones were heightened, becoming spots of pleasure. he lazily stroked one of your ears as you slept, wondering if and how your reaction would differ. a few websites also explained your nesting behaviour - it was part of dog hybrid instincts to build a nest for potential pups, but the strong scent of their partner was comforting during this intense period. toji furrowed his brow at “potential pups”.
cringing a little on the inside, he typed “how do hybrids become pregnant” into the search engine. multiple search results concluded that it was impossible for humans to reproduce with hybrids. well, at least he wouldn’t have to worry about that. essentially, heats were just your instincts going into overdrive and the best way to help you would be to let you fulfil them as much as possible. the website continued to talk about heat suppressants, which should be used sparingly for approved medical reasons to prevent long term issues. eventually, toji fell asleep with different fragments of information floating around in his mind, one arm holding you close.
as usual, toji woke up before you. he gave you a once over, checking your temperature with the back of his hand. you seemed to be warming up. he decided to go on a quick supply run to make sure you’d be stocked up with food and water. he tucked you back in and got dressed to go downstairs.
toji returned half an hour later with a few plastic bags full of water, juice and rice balls from the convenience store. there was also a parcel left by the door, which must’ve been the toy he ordered for you. he brought everything inside, and went to check on you. you seemed to be just waking up, reacting sluggishly when he returned to the room. “tojiii,” you drawled sleepily. he placed everything by the bed. you wriggled out from under the blanket and clothes on your hands and knees.
“what’s wrong, puppy?” he asked, petting your head. you whimpered and wagged your tail lazily.
“hot”, you mumbled.
“yer heating up a bit aren’t ya,” he responds. you sit up on the bed and wrap your arms around his waist. you didn’t seem to be heat stricken just yet. “are you hungry puppy?” you shook your head.
“sleepy,” you replied.
“how about you sleep a little longer, and let me wash off,” he suggested. he watches you mull it over with a little pout, and you begrudgingly set him free before holing back into your nest. toji brought the parcel to the bathroom with him. his mind wandered as he brushed teeth. on one hand, he was a bit worried about how he might react to you, and on the other he wanted to make sure you were able to act upon your instincts. he spat out the toothpaste and gargled. it’d been a while since he’d been with a woman - work took up most of his time and when he was free, he was too exhausted to actively think about sex. his university days had been far more carefree. well, it was all in the past now. before he left, he washed off the toy and plugged it in to charge.
your condition had changed rapidly in the moment he was gone. you were no longer in your nest, instead turned on your side, clutching toji’s pillows in your arms. your legs squeezed together when you heard the door open, toji’s scent filling your head. toji listened to you let out a desperate whine. “t-tojiii,” you squeaked out, rubbing your thighs against each other. toji was hit with a shot of affection watching you sit up and pull your shirt up to reveal your soft tummy. he pet your head, careful to avoid giving too much attention to your ears.
“what’s wrong puppy? is it your tummy?” you whined, tail thumping against the mattress. the timbre of his voice made your stomach swirl. “you want me to rub your tummy?” you nodded. the two of you arranged yourselves on the bed, toji’s back against the headboard and you seated comfortably in his lap. one hand reached under the hem of your shirt, rubbing slow circles against your tummy whilst the other held your warm hand.
toji’s warm hand seemed to soothe the feeling temporarily, though the relief didn’t last long. the itch soon spread to your thighs, and you rubbed them together in an effort to catch his attention. toji seemed to catch on quick, bringing his palm over the tops of your thighs. the heat slowly began to cloud your mind, focused only on the sensation of toji’s hands, how your back was warm against his chest. your head filled with little muted fizzles of pleasure as your owner stroked your increasingly sensitive skin. you began to let out soft little pants of air, hips squirming as you adjusted yourself. toji would soothe you often by saying “i know puppy, it’s just your heat,” but the words seemed far away in your hazy mind.
as time went on, frustration began to build inside you. toji could see the signs of it; your breath quickened, your whines more insistent, more frequent. you made multiple attempts to rid yourself of your shirt, but toji had gently taken your hands away and placed them by your side. but most of all, you had begun to squirm impatiently against him. heat pooled inside you and a constant throb made it unable for you to stay still. “where do you want to be pet, hm?” he watched you spread your legs shakily, and tried not to lose himself when he could see the slight glisten of slick on the inside of your thighs. “can you show me where?” you whine as you lift your hips slightly, as if inviting him. fuck. toji dipped his hand between your thighs, gently pressing his fingertips into your panties. you whined excitedly, thighs locking his hand in place. now that you were slicking up, you had soaked through your cotton panties. the wetness made the fabric cling to your skin, and he could easily feel the small bump of your clit.
gently, toji hooked his other hand under your knee, palm against your thigh, and bent your leg towards your chest, spreading you once again. he began rubbing you gently through the wet fabric, not with any deliberate intention to bring you to climax, but rather flattening his fingers against the soaked gusset and letting you grind yourself against him or trailing his fingertips up and down and watching you chase his fingers. he didn’t think you were aware of the noises you had begun making, quiet breathy moans escaping past your lips, or cute pleading whines when he momentarily drew his hand away. eventually, perhaps being tired of his teasing you wrapped both hands around his forearm, trying to keep his fingers pressed against you. he chuckled at your newfound boldness - even if heat induced - and let you grind yourself against his fingers, hips lifting off the bed to press yourself harder against him. it was cute to see you finally satisfy yourself, mewling out “toji, toji,” as you chased the pleasure.
perhaps in a moment of indulgence, toji leaned down to smother gentle kisses against the base of your ear. the sensation seems to tip you over the edge, cute whiney moans slipping from your lips as your stomach melts with pleasure. “yer like that puppy? that feels good, yeah?” toji can’t help the teasing lilt which slips out in his voice. it isn’t until you finally still against him and let go of his hands he pets you gently over your almost translucent panties, chuckling when your thighs twitch.
it didn't take long for your desperation to rise again. seeing that you had made no attempt to touch yourself earlier, toji decides to teach you. he takes your hand and presses your fingers against your panties, the other hand steady against your inner thigh to keep your legs open. he lets you explore rubbing yourself for a short moment, gaze unfocused as you feel over the slicked fabric. when you let out a quick surprised moan and try to clamp your legs together, toji knows that you've found your clit. he gently lifts your hand away and let his fingertip glide over the sensitive bump through the fabric. “this is yer clit, puppy,” he said softly. he presses his finger down, eliciting another squeal from you. “you have to be gentle.” you nod, and he withdraws his hand. the two of you fall into a steady rhythm. you clumsily rub yourself, hips occasionally bucking when you overstimulate your clit, all the while toji rubs your sensitive ears with one hand, his other hand continuing to hold you open. it doesn’t take too long for you to finish again, and your heat slowly ramps up.
it takes a couple more self-induced climaxes with toji gently guiding you and a nap for you to wake up feeling like rubbing yourself isn’t enough. what you want most pools inside your tummy, becoming needier in every moment. toji returns from his cold shower to you propped up on your elbows and knees, whining in frustration. the position makes your shirt slide forward, revealing the dip of your waist. your tail is lifted instinctually as you arch your back. toji groans as he spies the outline of your hips through the slick fabric. you’re presenting - a term toji remembers from his research, and it renders his cold shower entirely useless. at this point in your heat you’re ready for penetration and your heat really ramps up. he knows you won’t be satisfied until you’re full.
toji retrieves the toy. “you’re ready for something more now, right puppy?” he says as he brings the toy to your eye line. your excitement is clear and you nod desperately, shaking your hips even more. he sits down on the bed and pulls you back towards him so that your ankles rest against his hip bones, your cute ass right in front of him. tentatively, he begins to peel back the white cotton and lets out a deep breath as you're fully exposed. your skin glistens with slick, small strings snapping as he draws the cotton down your thighs. you whine loudly, arching your back in earnest as the air cooled your exposed skin.
he now knew why some owners liked to personally help their hybrids through heat.
“settle down puppy, have to stretch you out first,” he huffs out. holding you still with one hand against the top of your hips, he used the other to gently pat your sopping cunny, inhaling sharply as you bucked back. “yeah puppy, yer ready aren’t you.” you could hardly contain your sounds of anticipation. gradually, he sank his index finger into your tight heat. he bit his lip, trying not to imagine sliding something else into your slicked hole. heat made your puppy-cunt soft and inviting, and it didn’t long for toji to be slowly working three of his fingers in and out of you. slick clung to his fingers, dripping down to his knuckles as you squeezed against him, whining. when he could tell you were getting antsy, he withdrew his hand (to your temporary dismay) and began to rub the tip of the toy against your hips instead. your excitement was evident, eager to push back onto it as he lubricated the toy with your slick. it was cute watching you squirm for the toy with desperate huffs and toji couldn’t help but run the length of the toy along your folds, gently bumping the tip along your clit. he rubbed the head of the toy against your cunny, finding delight in your twitching and bucking. for a brief moment, he felt a minuscule of guilt for teasing you at this stage and supposed his habits in bed hadn’t really changed all that much. to your delight, he finally slipped the head of the toy into you.
toji swallowed dryly as he slowly worked each inch into you, savouring your mewls of satisfaction. it wasn’t hard for you to take the whole toy and you pressed back on it as if craving more. toji longed to give it you, but he had no choice but to wait. once you had taken the toy down to the handle, toji began moving it. he started by slowly dragging the toy away from you, letting just the head stretch the entrance of your twitching cunny before sliding it back in. when you seemed to crave more he gave you harder, more consistent thrusts of the toy, angling the tip along the sensitive areas which made your stomach coil with heat.
it didn't take long for toji, who was now perhaps lost in the haze of it all, to begin rambling mindlessly to you, fucking the toy into you as if it was himself.
“yer cute puppy-cunt’s all drooly, making a mess all over my hands.”
“is that yer g-spot puppy? feels good doesn’t it - i can when see yer squeezing.”
“good, good puppy, take it all.”
your throbbing cunny soaked up all the attention, clinging tightly to the silicone as toji fucked it into you. heat burned throughout you, and you lost focus on everything besides the feeling of toji’s palm against your hip and the toy he was using to pleasure you. your moans slipped out in rhythm with the toy bumping into the spot which made you clench your toes, and it built up bright bursts of pleasure throughout your tummy. you squealed and whined, pressing yourself into his palm and arching further as the feeling grew.
seeing your reaction, toji fucked the toy into you with a greater intensity, trying not to lose his grip on the soaked handle as he mimicked a partner getting close to filling you up. the sudden pace made you squeal loudly, jolting forwards in surprise. your hands reached forward, fisting themselves into the sheets as your body prickled with pleasure. toji wrapped his arm against the front of your thighs, reeling you back towards the toy before you could successfully pull yourself off.
"where're you going puppy? i thought you liked it, c'mon, take all of it."
a couple more strokes has you collapsing forwards in a loud cry of satisfaction. toji chases your wriggling hips with the toy, finishing you off with long, deep thrusts. he notices how his fingertips are coated in slick. you lie still against the bed, panting. toji watches slick dribble around the base of the toy onto the sheets, and when he gently lifts the fat of your cute ass he can see your hole twitching weakly around the toy. as you lie flat on your tummy to catch your breath, toji notices how your hands are still fisted tightly in the sheets as you come down from your high. he can’t help but climb on top you, straddling your thighs and pressing himself against your ass as if he might be the one inside you instead. he reaches forwards and tilts your chin up to look at him. your eyes are a little unfocussed when you look up at him, but you give him a little smile as drool slips out from the corner of your mouth. you can see the scar on his lip lift before he wipes it clean with his thumb and presses a gentle kiss against your forehead. “good puppy,” he says, before stroking your hair as you doze off.
toji waits until you’re asleep before gently pulling the toy out of you. it’s covered in your slick, and he’ll rinse it off when he takes his next cold shower. instead he leaves it on the sink and brings a warm cloth to gently wipe away the slick from your thighs, carefully swiping over your sensitive puppy-cunt so he doesn’t disturb your rest. he thinks he’ll spend the time you’re sleeping to cool off - he can’t risk losing his composure while you’re in heat. when you wake up, he’ll make sure you get some food and water, then maybe show you the toy’s vibration feature.
END
office worker toji is going to need a lot of cold showers for the next few days~ hopefully before the next heat he can talk puppy about helping her out personally ^_^
it's my first time writing something like this, so i'm a bit nervous about sharing ᵉʰᵉʰᵉ(*/∇＼⭒) hopefully you guys enjoyed it and that there are no glaring mistakes u_u
and also when i said "its been a couple of months" with toji, i just want to clarify that the puppy girl isn't underage or anything (since i feel like most hybrid writers treat heats similar to periods) when she meets toji. i just think it's kinda cute if you only get heats once you have a companion you like, and i feel like it would take a couple of months to warm up to someone enough to desire them that much.
okay thank you luvs for reading <3
friends | haitani r.
haitani ran x fem!reader
summary: he shouldn’t have been so damn cocky when he told you not to go catching feelings for him.
genre: fwb to lovers, best friends to lovers
warnings: fem!reader, fwb tropes, semi-public sex, angry/jealous sex, degradation, car sex, UNEDITED
word count: 3.9k
notes: for @kshira‘s FWB collab! :D
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