「THE BEST DESSERT」 | TENDOU SATORI

SUMMARY: Tendou’s an amazing and passionate chocolatier. Y/n always loved his food, and she’s about to find out there’s more he can do with chocolate than just confectionery.

WARNINGS: oral sex (fem!receiving), food play, degrading, edging, choking, spanking, masochism, vaginal penetration, breeding.

AO3 | WATTPAD

You look out of the car window, admiring Paris streets as you're on the way to Tendou’s chocolate shop. He asked you to come over to try his new recipe that he seems kind of insecure to sell for his customers.

You thank the Uber driver and get out of the car, smelling the sweet scent that exhales from your friend’s shop.

The redhead was attending his last customer of the day, speaking excitedly about the different types of chocolate he made. You smile at the scene, nothing makes Tendou happier than speaking about something he is passionate about. His eyes light up and he opens his mouth to show a smile that could light up the night. your heart skips a beat and you breathe in, finally opening the door.

“This one is the Valentine’s Day special, it has a bit of pepper, to, you know, help you put a little bit of spice into your relationship.” Tendou says to the old lady while holding a box of red chocolate.

You quietly laugh at him as you put your bag and coat on the balcony.

“I’m a widow.” The old lady says and you turn around to see the chocolatier with a desperate look on his face. Satori’s usually really good at guessing things but sometimes he makes mistakes like this one.

“Eh, anyways, so, we also have this passion fruit stuffed bonbon, it’s exotic, everyone loves it.” He says as he grabs the chocolate box fast and clumsily.

You slap your mouth and turn around trying not to laugh at him and his attempt to hide his awkwardness.

After a short while, the old lady chooses her sweets and pays for them, walking out of the shop with an annoyed face on.

“Jesus Christ, Tendou, I don’t think she’s ever coming back.” You say, finally letting your laugh out.

“This was the most awkward moment of my life.” He says, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“I don’t think so, remember when you dropped the belgian chocolate mousse on the city’s major at the chocolate contest?”

“Why do you always remind me of that, y/n?”

“So, where’s the new recipe?” You ask as you jump on the balcony counter.

“Oh, right! It’s actually in my apartment. I was thinking maybe you could come over, we can order something and then watch that new horror movie you were talking about?” He offers while looking at you expectantly.

You put your hand on your chin, making a questioning face, as if his question was a philosophical one. You tap your finger on your chin and side eye Tendou, who’s still waiting anxiously for your answer.

“It’s a great offer, there’s no way I can refuse it.” You say with a smile on your face.

“Yay! I’ll just close the cash register and we can go.” He says, going behind the counter.

You scroll through your phone while waiting for him to finish and grab his things.

“All done, let’s go!” Tendou says as he offers you his hand, to help you get out of the balcony.

You thank him and walk ahead. Suddenly, you feel his hand on your lower back. Your breath hitches and you continue walking normally, mentally hoping he didn’t notice your quick moment of weakness.

“My car is on the other side of the block, there was nowhere to park when I got here.” He says, turning right to where you suppose was the direction of his car.

“Can I wait here? My feet are killing me, I would really appreciate it if you could just get the car and come get me here.” You say, stopping on your tracks, looking at him with a pouting face.

He turns to look at you and answer but something behind you catches his attention first.

“No, you’re coming with me.” He says as he puts his arm around your waist and pulls you close to his chest, walking faster than before.

“Ten, what are you doing?” You ask confusedly.

“Don’t ask, just walk, we’ll talk in the car.” He says without looking at you.

You start walking faster, trying to keep up with his pace. He holds you tightly against him and looks back a couple of times.

We get to the car and he opens the passenger seat door for me. After You get in, he closes the door and runs to the driver’s side. He looks back one more time before finally getting in the car.

“So?”

“So what?”

“Why were you acting so weird?”

“There were some creepy dudes looking at you, if I had left you alone there they would’ve tried something for sure.” He answers while putting the seat belt on and starting the car.

“And you held me because?” He looks at you confused.

“Y/n, I just told you, they were looking at you like you were their prey.”

“I think you were just looking for an excuse to touch me.” You say as you lean against the car window.

“Maybe I was.” Tendou says and puts his right hand on your thigh, while the other stays on the wheel.

The touch makes you blush and you turn to the side, hiding your red face from him. His thumb caresses your skin and you bite your lips, mentally screaming at the situation you're in.

You stayed quiet the whole ride and Tendou sang along to the songs that were playing on the radio, as if his hand on your thigh was something completely normal to him.

He pulls up to his apartment parking lot and before you get the chance to open the door he leans over and opens it for me. You can feel his breath on your neck, sending goosebumps to your body. You thank him and quickly get out of the car. He gets out and you look at him to see he has an evil smirk on his face.

This bitch knows the effect he has on me.

“So how was your day?” He asks as we walk towards the elevator.

You tell him about it as we make our way up to his flat. We order some pizza and lay blankets and pillows on his day-bed, setting everything up for the movie night.

[...]

Your stomach feels heavy from all the pizza you ate. You're wrapped around a blanket watching the movie without blinking. You hear Tendou laugh.

”What?” You turn to the side to ask him.

“Nothing, you just look really cute right now.”

“Shut up.” You punch the side of his arm.

The movie is near the end, the suspense fills the room and you bite your lips in frustration, debating whether you should keep watching or bury your face on the couch.

A jumpscare scene comes up and you yell in fear. Tendou laughs loudly and breathlessly at you who’s now hyperventilating because of the movie.

“Come here.” He says between laughs. You look at him and see him with his arms open indicating for you to cuddle him.

You hug his waist and continue watching the movie. His hand goes up and down on your back in a comforting way, making you feel safe in his arms.

“Thank you.” You say still looking at the tv.

“You don’t have to thank me for this. You’re scared, it happens”

“No, I didn’t thank you properly for not leaving me alone with those creeps. I owe you one.”

“You don’t owe me anything, I couldn’t leave my girl alone don‘t matter the circumstances.”

Your eyes widen and you look up to him instantly.

“Your wh-”

“Oh, look at that, it’s dessert time!” He interrupts you getting out of the couch and grabbing your wrist, taking you with him. “So the recipe I want you to try is a chocolate ice cream I created, it has a mixture of two different kinds of chocolate and a milk cream to make it creamy.”

He goes to the freezer and gets the ice cream. You grab two spoons from the kitchen drawer and sit on the counter, smiling anxiously. You're always the first one to try Tendou’s new recipes and never once he made something bad, confectionery was his vocation and it clearly shows.

“Ladies first.” He says, opening the ice cream pot.

You take a big portion of the ice cream with your spoon and eat it. The chocolate melts on your tongue and it feels like paradise. You close your eyes so you can fully focus on the dessert and hum as you swallow the ice cream.

“It. Is. So. Good. Tendou. Oh. My. God.” You say and he laughs.

“I’m glad you liked it, this was my third attempt to do it, I couldn't seem to get the chocolate temperature right.”

We both eat the ice cream like little kids on a summer day. Having a sweet tooth, we ate almost half of the pot in just one sitting. You look at him and see he has chocolate all over his face.

“Ten, come here.” You order and he gets closer. “You have chocolate all over your face.” You laugh.

You cup his face on your hands and wipe the chocolate off of the sides of his mouth with your thumbs, licking and sucking them after to get the taste of the frozen desert. Tendou stares at you the whole time, shocked as he sees you tasting the chocolate that was once on his face.

“Oh, look! You have some in your face too!” He says and cups your face just like you did with him.

But he doesn’t wipe it with his thumb. He gets closer to your face and licks the side of your mouth that, supposedly, had ice cream on it.

He smirks when he sees the blush on your cheeks, probably feeling the heat coming out of them. You don’t hesitate and grab some of the desert with your spoon, placing it on his lips.

“I think I missed a spot!”

You close the gap between us and slam your lips onto his. You lick his lips and he puts his hand on the back of your head, deepening the kiss. The kiss is cold because of the ice cream, but it’s heat that flows through it. Everyone knew that you and Tendou had something between us, but we were too focused on your careers to think about anything else. Still, he gave you butterflies everytime he looked at you with those big red eyes and irresistible smile. After a few seconds you pull away from him, still flustered.

“Why did you kiss me?” He asked.

“Because you had ice cream on your lips.”

“Just because of that?” He asks teasingly.

“Yeah, just because of that.”

“Okay then.”

He digs his finger in the pot and presses it on your lips, immediately kissing you afterwards, with more passion and hunger than before. He licks your bottom lip and you open your mouth, letting him explore it. You moan into the kiss and grab him by the shirt, pulling him closer.

We pull back, searching for air.

“You had ice cream on your lips.” He says, caressing your cheek with his hand.

“Shut up, Tendou.”

“Okay.”

He starts kissing your neck, hands now traveling around your waist, under your shirt. You still can’t believe what’s going on, but you won’t stop him, you don’t want to.

He grabs your shirt’s strap and pulls it up. You put your arms up to help him take it off of me. Once your shirt is off, he kisses your chest, his left hand going down your spine and under your bottomwear, grabbing and gripping on your ass. His right hand sits on the side of your thigh and he delivers sloppy kisses on your skin, going from your chest, all the way up to your ear.

“Let’s continue this on the couch, shall we?”

“B- But the dessert?!”

He leans back and looks at you then at the pot, and at you again.

“You’ll be my dessert.” He says as he smirks and grabs the ice cream pot with one hand, the other goes around your waist, pulling you closer to him.

He pulls you out of the kitchen counter and carries you to the living room with one arm. You wrap your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist, thightly, cautious not to fall.

Tendou throws you on the couch, immediately pushing your skirt off of me.

“Lean back on the backrest.” He orders and you do as you're told.

You look at him expectantly, closing your legs and pressing your thighs against each other. He takes off his shirt, to show his subtle abs, the result of years playing volleyball since childhood.

“Open your legs for me.”

You don’t move. You keep looking at him, paralised. You still can’t believe that you're actually doing this. You thought the thought of Tendou railing you was a fictional scene your head created as you started to get to know him better, it’s hard to believe dreams actually come true.

“I told you to open your legs.” He says with a serious look on his face.

You could do it, but you won’t. You want to see what he’s going to do if you don’t follow his orders. Tendou was always extremely sweet to you and everyone else, this authoritarian side of him is new to you,and it excites you not being able to tell what he’s doing next.

He puts his hands on your knees and pushes your legs open, sitting between them. The redhead brings his hand from your thigh all the way up to your neck, the cold fingertips making your skin dither. He holds your neck and tightens his grip on the sides, restricting your airflow.

“When I order something, you obey. Do you understand, you whore?” He says to your ear.

You nod in agreement.

“Say you understand.”

“I understand.” You manage to say, struggling because of the hard hand on your neck.

“Good, now take off your bra.”

You obey him, unhooking your bra and throwing it somewhere in the room. Tendou grabs the forgotten ice cream pot from the side. He leans down and delivers a kiss on each one of your boobs before tilting the pot, letting the almost melted dessert fall on your chest. You take a deep breath, your whole body feels cold and you shiver at the feeling of the cream dispersing through your skin. He stares at you and licks his lips.

“It looks delicious.”

One drop drains down to your bell bottom. You whimper and arch your back as Tendou licks the drop. He drags his tongue to taste all the chocolate from your skin, and takes your left boob in his mouth. He sucks on it, still with a bit of ice cream on his tongue. He sucks fast, your breathing gets heavier and you run your hand through his hair.

Once he’s done, he puts his arms under your thighs and pulls you down, making you lay fully on the couch. His finger finds your underwear’s strap and he takes it off of you fast.

“I don’t wanna hear a single sound from you, understood?” He asks, grabbing the pot again.

“Yes.”

He takes the pot once again, and spreads the chocolate all over your aroused organ. You cover your mouth with your two hands to muffle the sound you wanted to let escape from it. Tendou laughs and starts unbuttoning his belt.

“Covering your mouth is cheating, y/n” He grabs his belt, hovers over you,takes your hands off of your mouth, pinning them above your head, and wrapps the belt around your wrists. “Let’s see how long you can hold your moans in.”

He goes back down with a smirk on his face. Having known you for years, Tendou knows that you're sensitive to all kinds of touch, and you know he probably wants you to make even the slightest sound, just so he can punish me . You bite your lips, determined to not let anything slip out.

Tendou puts your knees over his shoulders, hands on your inner thighs to keep you in place. He licks his lips and stares at you,looking directly in your eyes.

“ Itadakimasu .” He says teasingly, before pushing his tongue against you,taking all the ice cream inside his mouth.

He alternates between sucking your clit and pushing his tongue up your opening. your back arches and you swallow your moans down your throat. The feeling of his cold tongue inside of you makes your eyes go to the back of your head. The pleasure overwhelms your body, and it feels like you're on fire.

“How many fingers can you take?” He asks, raising his head from me.

Your mind stops as you look at the length of Tendou’s fingers. If his fingers are that long, imagine how long is his…

“One.”

“How about we make it three?” Your eyes widened. “Oh, c’mon, y/n, you’re a good slut, I know you can take it.”

You think for a moment and nod, making him smile in victory. You close your eyes and take a deep breath, trying to prepare yourself for what's coming next. He slowly inserts his fingers inside of you,carefully watching your facial expressions as you hold your whimpers and moans back. He starts moving his fingers faster and you have to bite your lips harder.

He starts sucking your clit again, gently biting and licking on it. He hums against your skin, the vibrations sending you closer to the edge. Suddenly, he curves his fingers inside of you and your breathing hitches, making you whimper at surprise. You look down at Tendou, fearing he might’ve heard it, but he doesn’t show any reaction. His long fingers hit your g-spot and you let a big moan come out.

“Well well, I guess I found the right spot.” He says with an evil, but still attractive face on.

He adds another finger and hits the spot again. You moan loudly.

“Two.”

You try to calm down and hold your sounds back, but at this point anything he does to you will get you screaming. He thrusts his fingers inside of you again. Your legs start to feel numb as you arch your back and moan.

“Three.”

He starts rubbing your clit with his thumb, sending an overwhelming wave of pleasure through your body.

“Four.”

You clench on his fingers, indicating you're close to reaching your climax.

“Five.”

“Satori! I- I’m close!” You say moaning.

“No, you only get to cum when I let you.”

“Fuck.”

“Huh?”

He inserts his fingers fast and tougher than before. You scream in pleasure.

“Six.”

What the fuck is this man counting?

“Satori, I can’t hold it anymore.” You beg him, your unsteady breathing making your voice crack a little.

“Beg, bitch.”

“Satori, let me cum, please. ”

“I can’t hear you, darling.” He curves his fingers again.

“Sa-Satori! Please! Let me cum!”

“Look at my little slut, begging me to let her cum.” He laughs. “So adorable. Go on, cum for me.”

He hits your g-spot once again and your whole body starts to shake. A wave of numbness fills every inch of your skin as you arch your back. You open your mouth to moan but nothing comes out, there’s no sound or word that could describe how you're feeling right now.

You can feel your wrist skin burning because of the friction with the leather, but the only thing you can focus on is the way you can feel your body to the maximum extent. you're completely sensitive and whimpers escape your mouth as the numbness slowly leaves your being.

You stay quiet, trying to compose yourself and regulate your breathing. You look at Tendou and he has nothing but pure lust in his eyes. It’s an intimidating look, but still exciting. He hovers over you to release your arms, but before he reaches for them you get your hands up behind his neck and pull him down for a kiss.

Your tongues dance tougher against each other, a mixture of sweetness from the dessert and stickiness from your juices fills our mouths.

“You taste good, right?” He asks as he pulls away from me.

Satori cups your cheek with one hand, the other beside your head as a support for him to stay on top of me. He runs his thumb over the trace of tears that are marked in your face, tears of pleasure that you didn’t even notice were there until now.

“You know, I’ve eaten a lot of amazing desserts, from all over the world, west to east. All types of chocolate, textures, cakes, pies... but I’ll tell you something: you are, by far, the best dessert I ever tasted.”

You stare at his eyes only to find sincerity in them. Tendou Satori, the guy who loves confectionery more than anything else in the world, just told you you're the best thing he ever tasted. You can’t find words to say to him, so you show him how you feel through your actions. You kiss him once again, with more hunger and passion than you ever kissed anyone before. He kisses you back, reciprocating the same feelings. After making out for a while, Tendou gets up and finally takes the belt off of your wrists.

“Turn around, all in fours.”

You roll over to position yourself as he said. He puts both his hands on your hips and leans down to your ear.

“You think I forgot you disobeyed me?” He whispers. “It’s time for your punishment, honey.” He says, running his hands down to your ass, caressing it. “One spank for every moan you let out. If I’m not mistaken, it was six, right?”

“Ten. Give me ten.”

“Ten? Damn, you sure are a bad girl, huh?” He says laughing. “Well, I’ll give you as much as you want.”

He leaves a kiss on the side of your neck before leaning back up. You barely have time to breathe before Tendou’s hand hits your skin. You feel a deep sting on your ass and the burn from the spank takes over your body.

“Does it hurt?” He asks, rubbing his palm over the red spot on your cheek.

“No.”

He hits the same spot, with more strength than before. You moan as your skin melts under his touch.

“You’re sure?”

He switches to the other cheek, delivering a powerful hit on it. Sometimes I forget he used to spike volleyballs in high school. You grab a pillow from the side and put it under your head, stretching your arms under it, now laying fully on your stomach.

“I want you to count for me.”

“Four!” You yell against the pillow as he hits me.

Endorphins fill your body and the pain turns to pleasure.

“Five!”

“Six!”

“Seven!”

“Eight!”

“Nine!”

You don’t want it to be over, but the spankings aren’t the only thing you're craving right now. your lust mixes with the hormones your brain releases and there’s nothing in the world that You want more than for Tendou to fuck you already.

The last spank comes in doubles. Both his hands hit your ass as you scream. Your knees and thighs hurt because of the tension, but all you can feel is high and bliss. You can hear Tendou taking off his pants, the corners of your mouth going up in excitement.

You turn around and crawl over to him. You put your hands around his neck and pull him for a kiss, while throwing us back to the couch, him on top of me. You ran your hands from his neck down to the bunge in his boxers. You can feel the wet spot of pre-cum on the tip of his dick. He groans as you stroke his erected member.

“Please, Satori. Just fuck me already. I want you all over me. I want you inside of me.” He laughs.

“I wish your co-workers could see how the ‘calm and lovinly y/n’ is right now, begging me to fuck her senseless. Did they know you’re actually a whore?”

“I don’t think so, but you can tell them how much of a slut I am for you after you’re done with me.” You say against his ear, fuelling the monster inside of him.

He pulls his boxers down fast, not wanting to waste any more seconds. He puts your right leg over his shoulder and positions his tip on your entrance. His left arm goes around your wait, closing your bodies together, chest to chest. He thrusts inside of you, making you the most full I’ve ever been. As he’s about to pull out, you clench around him, making him groan loud in your ear.

“Fuck, you’re so tight.”

He increases his pace and goes in rougher, both your moans filling up the room. The skin clapping echoes through his flat and out of it, probably waking his neighbours up, but we don't care, the only thing on your minds right now is each other and how we wish this moment could last forever.

You feel a knot starting to form in your stomach and you dig your nails on his back, scratching it. Satori whimpers at the feeling as he continues to push himself in and out of me. He puts your left leg over his shoulder for better access and goes in even faster.

“Sa-Satori, I-”

“Not yet.”

Tears flow through your eyes as you try to hold your climax in. Your nails leave marks all over his back like red paint in a canva, your thighs hurt and you know it’s gonna be hard to walk for a couple of days, but it’s all worth it.

“Are you ready?” He asks.

“Yeah, but don’t pull out.”

“You sure?”

“Yes, I want you to fill me up.”

Tendou precisely hits your g-spot, as if he knew your body like the palm of his hand. You scream in pleasure as he keeps banging the same spot.

“On three, okay?” You nodd. “One… two… three.”

We reach your climaxes at the same time. Your body shakes as he keeps thrusting you,prolonging your orgasms. The overstimulation causes you to reach what athletes know as ‘zone’, your mind has nothing but this exact moment, when you're at peak pleasure, your body feels light and relaxed, as if Tendou could take all your problems and frustrations away just like that.

He drops all his weight on you and we keep still, painting. After a while, he pulls out of you and lays beside you,bringing you close to his chest. The soreness finally kicks you and everything from your hips down hurts, but in a good way. You can feel the warm liquids running down your thighs, probably dropping to his couch.

“Are you okay?” He asks, back to his sweet self again.

“Yes, I’m more than okay actually. You?”

“I feel amazing… just a quick question, are you on a pill or something?”

“Yeah, I take anticoncepcional, don’t worry, you won’t be a dad nine months from now.” You answer laughing, as you snuggle into his chest.

“Oh, okay. Is this a good moment to confess to you that I love you, or will it seem like you're just saying this because of the awesome sex we just had?

You laugh. your heart fills with warmth and a big smile takes over your face.

“I love you too, Satori, I always did.”

You kiss him once again and hug him tightly.

“We made quite a mess, why don’t you go shower and I’ll clean this up and come meet you there?” He asks as he runs his hand through your hair.

“Okay, baby.”

You get out of his embrace and get out of the couch. As you're about to take a step, your legs give up and you crash into the floor.

“I guess you won’t be walking for a few days, huh?” Satori says between his laughs, trying to stand up to help me

“Fuck you.”

“You just did.”

He holds you in his arms and gets you out of the floor, then picks you up, bridal style.

“The mess can wait, let’s take a shower, I can’t have my girl hurting herself falling.”

You kiss his cheek and we go to the bathroom like two love birds.

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withloveevv

1 month ago

cw incest

"what's this 'bout a boy?"

your pervy uncle sukuna has you bent over his knee like you're about to be spanked. but rather than hit the flesh of your ass with his calloused hands, he's plunging two fingers meanly into your cunt like you deserve a punishment :(

it's not your fault! you want to say that, to beg for him to go easy on you but every time you open your pretty lips to speak all that comes out is desperate moans and pleads for more. he curls his fingers inside of you every now and then, makes you see stars just to pull that pleasure from you!

you can't be too loud, though, your parents are only in the other room. uncle sukuna is meant to be here for a family dinner, one in which he'll exchange weird jabs with your father and make your mother turn her nose up all the while he's digging nails into your thigh under the table. you haven't seen him in months now, not since the last time he visited and you ended face-down-ass-up on your pretty comforter taking his cock so deep you forgot your own name.

as if you could settle for boys your age after a taste of him.

sukuna stops his movements and, with his free hand, forces your chin up to look at him the best you can from where you're bent over his knee. "fuckin' answer me. who's the boy?"

"no one!"

"lying brat, you want me to make you cry again?"

uncle sukuna had overheard an exchange between you and your mother when he first showed up. you were telling him about a boy from your college classes that had asked you out: sweet, well mannered, probably a bore in the bedroom. your mother encouraged it, because of course she thinks you're rather lonely. after all, you've never brought a man home! she just doesn't know it's because your uncle would find a way to make his murder as cruel as possible... :(

"'m not even interested in him," you have to breathe through your mouth, squeezing around sukunas fingers which are still stalled inside of you. "he asked me out. i said no. i can't... i can't be with other guys now that i have you."

there's silence. you know your uncle doesn't like that sappy shit. he's the type to fuck you rough and mean and leave you shaking just to throw a teasing 'love you' over his shoulder as he's leaving, just to watch your eyes widen as you stand between your oblivious parents. but you also know that he's possessive. that he'll do anything he can to stake his claim on you, though because of the secrecy of your relationship that usually means inhibiting your ability to sit down without wincing for a week.

"what, you think i'm your boyfriend or something?" his fingers start up again, making your pussy squelch as he thrusts them into you at a newer, meaner pace. "got some news for you about our relationship, brat."

"no i know," you gasp as he curls his fingers up again. you're so close, so fucking close it hurts. you're digging your nails into his leg though he doesn't seem to mind at all. "still. don't want anyone else... fuuuuck, uncle sukuna, right there, please.."

you think he laughs. or maybe moans as you definitely break skin with how hard you're digging into him. he speeds up, starts rubbing your needy little clit in fast circles until you're trying to keep quiet when your orgasm crashes over you.

"look at you, talking bout boys when you can't even last with two of my fingers inside this little cunt. fucking pathetic."

he pulls his fingers out just to sharply pinch your clit before moving you to better sit on his strong lap. "i'll drive you to classes tomorrow."

you're a little too stupid from your orgasm to get his point. "what?"

"no one knows i'm your uncle. hell, you hardly knew me yourself til i started showing up. i'll drive you, walk you in, show everyone you're spoken for."

"am i spoken for?"

"tch. don't play fuckin' dumb."

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withloveevv

6 months ago

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TOJI FUSHIGURO. ꒱‎

full nelson. ⋆ choking you. ⋆ fucking your ex. ⋆ squirting. ⋆ eating you out w a chain around his neck. ⋆ degradation (spanish ver.) ⋆ backshots.. but you’re the one who’s cuffed. ⋆ sending the porn he made w you to your bf.‎

CHOSO KAMO. ꒱‎

sensitivity. ⋆ mirror play. ⋆ tw: playing a risky game. ⋆ ‘manhandling’ you. ⋆ worshiping + sucking your tits. ⋆ his balls slapping against your clit. ⋆ using your titties to get off. ⋆ stroking him while he plays video games.

NANAMI KENTO. ꒱‎

sweet bunny. ⋆ riding him. ⋆ shower sex. ⋆ teasing + denying you. ⋆ thigh highs. ⋆ treating you and fingering you. ⋆ fingering his passenger princess. ⋆ distracting you while you read.

GOJO SATORU. ꒱‎

handcuffing you. ⋆ groping you. ⋆ dick just too good. ⋆ taking the condom off. ⋆ gripping onto the headboard. ⋆ fucking you in socks. ⋆ ravishing you senseless. ⋆ thrusting into you. ⋆ toying w you.

GETO SUGURU. ꒱‎

fucking you in the dark. ⋆ backshots. ⋆ fingering you until you turn into a water fountain. ⋆ squirting. ⋆ jerking him off. ⋆ sucking his balls. ⋆ fucking you dumb. ⋆ missionary w your legs closed.

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withloveevv

3 years ago

heyyy can you pls do a headcannon of the boys and how they get jealous :))

ofc anon! this should be a fun one <3

jealousy, jealousy (k.bakugou, s.todoroki)

cw: implications of sexual activity, angst

Heyyy Can You Pls Do A Headcannon Of The Boys And How They Get Jealous :))

katsuki bakugou:

balled fists, clenched jaw

vermillion eyes glowing with rage

quick to pull you closer to him by your waist

very possessive

if you’re in a situation that makes him jealous in public, expect heavy pda...

you and your headstrong boyfriend are roaming the fairgrounds at the carnival when you hear someone whistle. confused, you both turn to see a man looking you up and down.

he's quick to push you behind him, balling his fists and letting out an exasperated laugh. "YOU BETTER NOT BE CATCALLING MY FUCKING GIRLFRIEND, PATHETIC EXTRA!" the feisty blonde screams, walking up to the man and getting in his face.

"hey man, she's hot." the man retorts, your eyes widening as bakugou grabs him by the collar of his shirt. "fucking PARDON?"

"katsuki! stop! please!" you scream, running up to the two men and trying to pull your lover off of him. bakugou lets the man out of his grasp by pushing his shoulders and throwing a quick jab to his stomach.

"never look at her or talk to her again, got it? next time, i'll fucking end you." katsuki snakes a hand around your waist, pulling you in the other direction. he slams his lips against yours, causing you to giggle into the kiss.

"you're mine. i'll just have to show you how much I truly mean that once we get home."

shoto todoroki:

he just kind of shuts down

you can see tinges of hurt and jealousy in his eyes

gets really quiet

doesn't usually bring it up unless he's really upset

the theme song to the office plays lowly in the background, causing you to look over at your beautiful boyfriend. "i cant believe we've watched 6 episodes today. it's gone by so fast!" you say, trying to capture his attention.

he nods in response, not bothering to look at you. your eyebrows furrow, wondering what's on his mind. "babe? you alright?" you ask, climbing onto his lap.

"i'm fine." he breathes, avoiding eye contact with you. you cup his face in your hands, kissing him softly. "look at me baby, i can tell somethings up." you brush your thumbs across his cheeks, causing him to sigh.

"i don't want you to hate me after i say this." he admits, pulling your hands off of his face, finally looking you in the eyes.

fear fills your chest, immediately thinking the worst. "your phone lit up, and when i looked over.. a mans name with a heart next to it flashed on the screen." he elaborates, causing you to chuckle and pick up your cellphone.

you pull up your messages, clicking on the contact name you assume he's talking about. "this? it's my cousin, (name). he has a heart next to his name because i haven't bothered to change it since we were young." you clear things up, showing him the screen.

a blush creeps across his cheeks as he brushes a hand through his hair. "yeah. i'm sorry y/n, i overreacted." he confesses, causing you to giggle and pinch his cheeks.

"it's alright baby, just don't want you to be upset! next time you need clarification on something, don't hesitate to ask me."

he kisses you before enveloping you in a hug. "okay, i promise i will."

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3 weeks ago

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withloveevv

3 years ago

roommate!eren hc

genre: sfw, nsfw headcannons

parings: erenxreader

cw: mostly gn sfw+nsfw, cheating, voyeurism (kinda), mentions of masturbation+cream pie+squirting ,eren is a little pervert occasionally.

an: this really isnt that proofread but it was in my drafts so i’m clearing it out. :(( noo actually tho this eren is always my fav, it just seems like it would be nice to live with him.

roommate!eren is so cliche or.. something but like ugh I eat it up all the time.

like roommate!eren who doesn’t like your current boyfriend. gets so obviously jealous telling them to fuck off when they so much as say hi to him, you’ve lost count how many times you had to prevent a heated altercation.

roommate!eren feels like it's justified though .He barely takes you out, your excuse for that being “we haven't been together that long. " bullshit they should’ve been giving you the world from day one. complains and cancels your movie night because you want to watch your favorite sci-fi show, they think is lame. you watch that shit constantly, rambling about the plot first thing in the morning. So Eren is one step ahead to immediately cuddle on the couch with you instead, laughing at your stupid little jokes about a character. let's not forget when they even FORGOT your birthday once. leaving you too upset to even celebrate with Eren at home. He lets you cry in his arms after you start bawling when he bakes you a cake anyways. They just don’t treat you the way he would.

roommate!eren who’s so whipped he’s always in househusband mode for you. cooking your favorite food and cleaning the house when you’re too bummed out from work. buying your favorite wine and ice cream to share. might even wear that ridiculous apron you got him for his birthday one year.

roommate!eren often promotes the shit talk of your partner. you feel a little bad when you give in, but everyone does it, right? everyone has relationship problems they need to rant drunkenly about. Eren cannot help but explode into the loudest laugh when you tell him they haven’t made you cum. that shit right there is the fucking trigger to try and pull you in “maybe you should let me show you hmm?” he jokes, hoping you’re drunk enough to say yes.

roommate!eren doesn't believe you at first no. how could someone be so dismissive of your pleasure? and willingly miss out on things he's only seen in his dreams. like your eyes rolling back choking on spit and babbling about how you want to cum while you choke on his fingers. he doesn't believe it until you're eager to kick your boyfriend out and he hears a low buzz coming from your room just minutes later.

roommate!eren stands in front of your door to beat his dick. it's your fault, wouldn't have to if you didn't muffle your moans into your pillow. His teeth bite onto the fabric of his shirt drool wetting it till it feels almost mushy. his hand is soaked with his own spit and precum dripping at his feet. He really hopes you hear him moan your name when he's about to cum. wishes you'd help him and take his cum down your throat so he doesn't have to clean up his mess.

now roommate!eren he knows it’s a little shitty.. and manipulative to make a move when you're so vulnerable, but that one night you come home crying from an argument he’s all over you. pulling you into a tight hug and wiping your tears. you can’t help but fall for him and he can’t resist kissing your pouty lips when those watery eyes look up at him.

naturally, roommate!eren's ego is through the fucking roof when he finally gets you under him, feeling like a god when he makes you squirt for the first time ever. you’re moaning so loud for him drooling and shaking at every thrust, god his dick game is fucking deadly.

your roommate!eren won’t admit it but he’s a sucker for praise letting out cute whines when you tell him how big he is and how “it’s okay if you cum inside, feels so good so I’ll let you”.

roommate!eren is such a fucking cocky bitch asking you “who's pussy is this now huh? full fucking name baby” knowing you can barely speak while his cock is so deep inside of you, pushing his cum into you. He can't keep his eyes off of the way it leaks and sticks the two of you together. considers recording your act of submission for him and his cum stuffed in your pretty hole so he can give in his own words “your shrimp dick of a boyfriend” a reality check.

hneycxmb™ circa:4.22 no reposts/ translations without credit reblogs appreciated :’)

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withloveevv

3 years ago

everyone thinks you’re dating !

✸ ft. bakugo, deku, todoroki, & sero

✸ info + warnings: fluff, college au

✸ BAKUGO scoffs and easily dismisses the hearsay. he’d never done anything to warrant people believing that the two of you were dating. in fact, he actively tried to avoid you. you were like a gnat constantly flying by his ear that he couldn’t swat away; constantly sitting next to him in class, always insisting on walking together whenever you caught him strolling down the sidewalks of campus, forcing your way into his routine. though, he had to admit, it did feel odd on those days when you weren’t around to pester him about anything and everything. he doesn’t find himself internally groaning at the sight of you and counting the minutes until he can rush away from you anymore. he’d grown used to the buzzing that accompanied your presence and it wasn’t nearly as annoying as it had been in the beginning. he’s silent for the rest of the outing, the little voice in his head asking why he was still so fixed on the topic of you and him being a couple—and why he wasn’t more upset that everyone thought you were.

✸ DEKU waves his hands in dismissal and assures his friends that you both aren’t anything more than friends. though, he isn’t sure how convincing he is—he’s sure the waver in his voice and the growing red beneath his freckles aren’t helping his case at all. he’s left wondering how people came to that conclusion while he walks home. sure, the two of you had gotten closer through your tutoring sessions, but he never thought that people would take that as an indication that you guys had gotten together. but the more he pondered on the thought, the more he began to think about how much he really did like you. your smile and laughter were contagious and deku couldn’t help but feel warm and safe in your presence. he felt as though you accepted him for him—the good and the bad, his flaws and all. he had shut his friends down earlier, but izuku didn’t mind that people assumed you were a couple; after all, maybe their speculation would manifest into the real thing someday.

✸ TODOROKI furrows his eyebrows in confusion at the implication that you and him shared that kind of relationship. did it really appear like that to outsiders? but now that he thought about it, he was more comfortable with you than he was with most other people. that wasn’t strange, though—at least, not to shoto. he didn’t think that it was weird to prefer your presence over everyone else’s. it’s normal for him to reach out to you first when he has news to share. it wasn’t odd that he thought about you in bed while waiting for sleep to overtake him. he wasn’t ashamed to acknowledge you as one of the most important people in his life. none of that ever struck him as unusual, not until now. and unusual wasn’t necessarily bad; shoto was more than content with the bond between the two of you, but he never considered that the feelings he had for you stemmed deeper than friendship. that night, you’re on his mind as usual, but this time he’s thinking about how much he’d like to be able to call you his partner.

✸ SERO is taken aback by the comments his friends make as he slides into the booth across from them—ones that express their surprise at your absence and question whether or not the two of you are experiencing trouble in paradise. he snorts and asks what they’re going on about, clarifying that you guys aren’t in a relationship. they find it hard to believe and even question if he’s telling the truth; to which he replies yes. he could understand why they might have thought that. he brought you around a lot and during times when you weren’t attached to him by the hip, he’d always find a way to bring you up in conversation. and he’d be lying if he said he never thought about how things might change if the two of you were actually dating. he wouldn’t have to think about how it would feel to hold your hand or rest his palms on your waists or kiss your lips—he’d just be able to do it. sero cherishes the friendship you share, but would it be selfish of him to want all of that and more?

thanks for reading! comments and reblogs are appreciated <3

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withloveevv

4 months ago

( 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙬𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙨 ) ── HEADcanons for you, my girls ! 🎀 ྀིྀི

⭑ 𓂃⠀boku no hero ・ ⸝⸝ ҂ their reaction while you ride .. ( sfw x cow girl ) pt2

Bakugo

. you moaned slyly or whimpered = him going crazy.

. helps you go faster.

. "fuck, I'm yours-".

. marks.

. he likes to be in control even in these situations, so, they will both move.

. this position makes him moan your name.

. he gets so horny that in addition to pulsing inside, the tip of his dick turns red.

Iida

. when he goes to kiss you, one hand on your hip for you don't stop and the other on your neck or in your hair.

. “shake yr hips here..”

. he likes you to put your hands on his chest to make him go faster.

. moan hoarsely.

. muffle the moans with kisses.

Shoto

. the more you press it, the faster it goes.

. he loves the noise that bodies make when you're too wet.

. "let me help you.."

. loves being scratched on the abdomen.

. uses kissing as an excuse to take control of movements.

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2 months ago

gojo hates condoms ☆

not even in an ‘i can’t feel a thing’ frat-fuck way either. he just wants to be close to you. he’s touch starved as it is and being inside of you is quite literally the closet he can be to you. why would he want a barrier between his achy length and your silken walls?

he hates condoms. hates them like they’re pointing south on his moral compass. hates them like they hurt to use—which they do, in a way—the mental anguish feels real to him, at least. he picks up a fuss in the grocery store when you pull a pack of ribbed condoms from the shelf to try because why would you seek pleasure from artificial ridges when the protruding veins of his cock would feel just as good if not dressed in a condom?

sometimes he eats you out for twice as long as usual to get you really fucked out and dumb. he’ll make you cum hard and fast and so much that your mind is a mess in the hopes that you’ll forget all about your safety precautions and let him feel you from the inside out. but you always catch on. with a tsk and a finger pointed to the draw where he keeps the horrid things out of sight.

so when you let him fuck you raw for the first time, gojo is reeling. it’s on the condition that he promises to pull out, and promise he does—with a pinky finger hooked around yours and his lips to his thumb—he promises to pull out.

he decides on missionary, because as much as he loves the hundred different positions he knows how to wrangle you into, he wants to connect with you. to make love, not fuck.

and even your wetness against his tip is enough to jolt his stomach downwards. collecting your glossing over his angry head as he rubs himself up and down your folds—he would cum just like this if he wasn’t so stuck on feeling all of you. you’re warm and wet and tight as he pushes against your entrance and oh god he’s going to cum already.

“oh,” he stills, eyes deadset on yours as he slides into you. his tip is rubbing against that spot that makes your back arch upwards and it takes everything in you not to laugh at the distraught look on his face as he says “i have to pull out.”

“you’re joking, right?”

“i really wish i was baby,” he looks pained. he’s never felt something so heavenly and ungodly at the same time. he wants to do bad things, to fuck you into the mattress and breed you full of himself until you’re too weak to care about the aftermath of such recklessness. “i can’t pull out.”

“what?” you laugh, his balls tighten at the sound.

“if i move—” satoru has never looked so serious, “—i will cum. this was a bad idea. why would you let me do this?”

“you’re the one always—”

“actually don’t argue with me, you know what it does to me.” he squeezes his eyes shut and focuses on anything other then the way you feel around him. he does math in his head, thinks about the people he’s killed, how much he loves you… how pretty you look right now… growing old with you.

“i swear you’re getting harder inside of—”

“imsorryiloveyoubutpleasebequietorelseyouaregoingtogetpregnant.”

it takes him a minute of mental gymnastics to feel confident enough to start slowly sliding out of you, but all hope dies when the heel of your foot presses against his ass and with a smile made of sin you pull him deeper inside of you.

he opens his mouth to protest, to tell you he is not joking and all that comes out is a beautiful strangled moan that makes you tighten around him. for a man who claims to be the strongest he is rather weak-willed when it comes to your pussy. he needs to cum so hard that it hurts, but a fear of maybe ruining your life and relationship digs his teeth into his bottom lip.

“don’t do this to me,” he whines.

but you’re smiling. you’re so tight and wet and beautiful and everything he’s ever dreamt of having and holding and you’re smiling. “satoru,” you say, and he’s weak. “cum inside.”

anything for you. it’s gorgeous: the way he lets loose, falling forward to press all his weight into you as he groans and his balls release in hot spurts that you can feel painting your insides white. it’s the connection, the intimacy, the tears that prick at his eyes.

and he doesn’t pull out. no, he presses his hips forward to fuck his cum as deep into you as he possibly can and he vows to throw out every condom in the goddamn house.

god he hates condoms.

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4 months ago

game over?

his number one girl and his number one fan

pairing: streamer!Choso x fem!reader

content: MDNI, cockwarming, exhibitionism, chat is bullying Choso so hard, established relationship, use of pet names (baby, princess), modern AU, unprotected piv sex, Choso being a tease(but he talks you through it)

a/n: based on this ask!!

art by @aransmind and divider by @anitalenia!

"Worst stream of the year. Okay, dunno why I read that one," Choso murmured, scratching the back of his hair and squinting at the incoming chat messages.

thesixeyes:there's NO way he's actually this bad lololol

k1ng0fcurs3s: have you considered killing yourself?

Maybe he wasn't the best at this game (or any), but still, ouch. Most of the other streamers he'd become friends with over the past year probably would just time the guy out, get their mods to ban the worst offenders, but his mod team only consisted of one person - his younger brother.

And he hated asking Yuji to do anything - even if it was something he volunteered for.

Sometimes he was tempted to quit. But then again, if he'd never started streaming, he never would've met you.

"Do any of you guys know where I'm supposed to go next?" He brushed it off, returning his attention to the map on the screen, his mouth automatically curled up just at the idea of you probably watching from the bedroom, curled up in his blankets with your phone propped up on the pillow.

chosospr1ncess: end stream pls

And now the image of you had new details, your hand between your thighs, your canines tugging at your lower lip. Impatient and needy, soft whispers of his name falling from your mouth.

"Hold on a sec, chat," He muttered, picking up his phone from his desk, opening up his messages to send you a short one: Come here.

Your laugh was loud enough to hear through the not-entirely-effective soundproofing padding the wall separating his office from the bedroom. Choso wasn't the only one who heard.

The chat was going faster than he could read, half of them calling just calling bullshit.

"You guys wanna meet my girlfriend?" He paused the game now, readjusting the camera higher, cutting off everything below his chest. The new chorus of she's not real and he's actually lost it was interrupted by two short knocks on the door. "Come in, baby."

It took a single look at the blush staining your cheeks to know his fantasy wasn't just fiction, the slight tremble in your legs as you walked over to his gaming chair.

He tugged you into his lap once you were within reach, brushing the hair off your neck and wrapping his arms tight around your waist. God, he didn't think he'd ever smelled anything so delicious.

"Isn't she pretty?"

Perched on his thighs, your lips fixed in an adorable pout at being interrupted, glancing between him and the webcam then over to the chat, currently flooded with accusations and theories that he must've paid you.

"You gonna say hi to them, baby?" He muttered in your ear, humming softly against your skin, a thin sheen of sweat making a few stray hairs stick to your neck from your attempt at keeping preoccupied without him.

"Hi," You repeated, already squirming in his lap before he'd even done anything.

k1ng0fcurs3s: are you as bad in bed as you are playing this?

k1ng0fcurs3s: id fuck your girl better

"Yuji, ban that guy," You moved the mouse, frowning as you talked, copying the username of and sending it to the private chat already open offscreen.

While he'd rather be the one taking care of you, it was sweet to see you get worked up on his behalf, readjusting on his lap like he'd somehow miss the damp spot on your panties soaking through his sweatpants, the slick still coating your thighs.

You were reading whatever message caught your attention next, too distracted to notice his hands tugging down his sweatpants, freeing his cock so he could shove your underwear and tiny shorts aside. It wasn't until he already aligned himself, started inching his way that you realized what he really called you in here for.

"I, um, oh-" Your stutter was adorable, your spine going stiff as you clamped down around him. But there was almost no resistance, not after you had prepped yourself so nicely for him.

"She can be a little camera shy," Choso informed the chat, scooting the chair closer, watching your face in frame in the bottom corner, all glossy-eyed and flustered.

"Y-yeah," You stammered, really squirming now as he suddenly brought you down all the way on him under the guise of readjusting, barely managing to control your facial expressions in front of the thousand or so people currently tuned in live absolutely oblivious to the fact you were being crammed full of your boyfriend's cock.

"Since I apparently suck at this, why don't you try?" He casually offered, his voice gravelly, struggling not to get caught up in the sinful way you seemed to suck him in. How tightly your thighs were pressed together, the throb of your walls around him while your chin barely bobbed in reply. "What do you guys think?"

Embarrassingly enough for him, even with his tip grinding against your cervix, forced to swallow your moans at every throb and twitch of his cock filling you up, you were still doing better than he was ten minutes ago.

Dodging attacks and actually striking down the creepy-looking monsters, your brows knitted together so tightly while you tried desperately to concentrate on the screen, clicking frantically with the mouse and hitting the keys. Each time you jolted at a new jumpscare was some new form of torture, his attempts at teasing twisted back on him when he couldn't do anything except twitch, barely restraining the temptation to turn the camera off and fuck you right there on the desk.

"Shit," Your curse came out more like a whine when you died, chipping away at his cool facade, his forearm pressing you tighter against his chest, hips rolling ever-so-slightly up to drive himself deeper.

"Just load the last save," He quietly instructed, resting his chin on your collarbone and wondering if the camera was sharp enough to pick up how you shuddered at the hoarse sound of his voice, lips pressing together tightly to conceal the noise you were so desperate to make.

thesixeyes: he'd know lol he's already died like fifty times

"You havin' fun?" Choso ignored the chat, ignored the game, his attention entirely devoted by how much you were tensing up listening to him talk. Using his muscled forearm to add more pressure, not particularly caring how clingy of a boyfriend he probably looked on screen.

Who could blame him when his girlfriend was you?

If you were in the room, he had to be touching you, whether it was a hand on your waist or his mouth on your neck. He tried - really - to give you space, but it was like you had hollowed every inch of his heart out, everything empty without your touch, your scent, your warmth to fill the ache.

"Mhm," You made a tiny noise, blinking too fast, lashes fluttering too hard. Trying to discreetly grind down against him, search for any sort of friction to soothe the burn from being stuck and stretched in place. You started the save back up, eyes narrowing like you needed to focus just to die again at the first enemy that popped up. "Fuck."

"Sorry, sweetheart," He hummed, his hand drifting down and out of sight of the camera to rub against your poor, neglected clit. Massaging rough circles over the swollen bud, your entire body freezing at his heavy touch. "Keep trying."

Craning your head back to look at him, to shield your silent plea pout from your audience, his own muscles tensing at how cute you looked like that, your bottom lip pushed out and chewed up from how much you'd been biting it since you sat down. He wanted to kiss it, to tug it between his own teeth, to taste you on his tongue and trace every last inch of you.

"It's hard," Your complaint was strained, your thighs rustling together as you shifted your weight, like you couldn't decide if you should get up or stay there. He rolled your clit between two sturdy fingers though, your jaw going slack at the sudden sensation, your eyes practically glazed over and mouth in a pretty little 'o' as you kept your focus on him.

"You can handle it," Choso reassured, like sweat wasn't pricking at his own brows, a few loose strands of his bangs starting to stick to his forehead. Still, he nodded back towards the screen, your attention reluctantly returning to the game. "Keep going."

Watching you through the camera while all the assholes in chat watched him fuck you, the comments that had been cruel before now filled with cheesy compliments (and a few crude ones too that he'd be sure to take care of himself later.)

Your movements were jittery, fingers hitting the keys at the wrong time, missing hits even he thought were easy, somehow managing to get turned around and lost. Your face all scrunched together when you skimmed over the chat for tips as if Choso's wasn't currently smashed against your cervix. You were close, your breathing uneven, everything squeezing so hard like the pressure was too much, the tension ready to snap at any second.

"Do, I, um-" You paused, your pitchy voice struggling to finish like you were too fucked out to remember what you were trying to ask in the first place.

All it took was one more rough drag of his thumb over the sensitive bundle of nerves, and it was over, a moan you couldn't contain spilling out that, your hand flying over your mouth, attempting to disguise the sound as a cough while you scrunched your eyes closed.

"Feeling okay, princess?" He teased, muttering softly into your skin while your thighs trembled on top of his. The hazy look in your eyes, like you had half as many brain cells than what you came in there with.

"Just, uh, had something in my throat," You excused, sucking in a sharp breath while you squirmed from the constant stimulation. If you wanted something in your throat, he would be more than happy to oblige.

Anything for you.

"C'mon, baby, wanna try again?"

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1 month ago

part one here

fans of pornstar!gojo are starting to notice he’s not cycling through co-stars on his cam shows like he used to… not since his neighbor started showing up more regularly.

he’s put you in every position he can think of, pulled every type of orgasm out of you, called you every name (sweet and mean)—all for a live audience. you’ve come to know a few regular donors, you recognize names in his audience as people who have come back again and again to watch satoru show you off.

a few months ago, you hardly spoke to the pornstar in the apartment next to yours, and now you’re leaving things in his apartment to avoid having to run back to your own after he’s ruined your clothes, or given you a reason to brush your teeth…

now, you’re sitting between satorus spread legs, with your own legs spread to match his as you face the little camera he has set up. he’s reaching around your body to dip his hand between your thighs, rubbing at your sensitive clit as his free hand holds your chin and makes you keep your eyes on the camera.

“tell everyone who’s making you feel this good,” he says lowly. “it’s not any of the hundreds of people watching you at home, now is it?”

you shake your head and bite back a moan as satoru dips two of his fingers into you. “…no.”

he nips your ear, catching the love between his teeth and pulling back a little before pressing a kiss to the skin beneath it. “then who?”

“you.”

“good,” satoru practically sings. “maybe next show we’ll give these poor guys a chance to make you feel good, huh? we could get you a toy… let them control it while i fuck your pretty mouth, how’s that sound?”

“please,” you nod your head. satoru has unwound an exhibitionist streak in you, and it fires red at his words. he starts to fuck his fingers into you even faster, curling them up to trigger full body jolts that run through you. “god, don’t stop.”

“don’t stop?” he mocks you, voice low and teasing and so soft it’s sexual. “you wanna cum for everyone?”

a glance to his laptop screen shows you lines and lines of praises from people watching you at your most vulnerable. satoru is showing you off like a trophy and you don’t have the capacity to care when just his fingers feel this good pumping in and out of you.

you can’t keep up with the string of comments with how fast they’re moving, and how blurred your vision gets with unshed tears of pleasure. gojo releases your chin to grope at your tits, and then move that hand down your stomach to rub furious circles against your clit.

he knows exactly what he’s doing, and before you can even register it, your cumming loudly around his fingers. you’d feel bad for his neighbor if it wasn’t you—his name spills from your lips like you’re reciting gospel.

and when you ride it out and finally come down from your orgasm, you’re a panting mess of sweat and tears, but gojo is pressing a kiss to the back of your neck and then gently pushing you down and forward into doggy.

he must see how your eyes widen in the feed of his cam show, because he smiles and rubs the tip of his cock through your folds a few times before pushing into you with a deep stroke and a low groan.

“what?” he squeezes your ass. “they wanna know how fast i can get a second one out of you.”

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