Just Dilf! Toji Brainrot

tonight m thinking abt mitsuya n his raging breeding kink

mitsuya’s always been a family man, you’ve known that since day one— he’d constantly tell you about his fuzzy lil dream of you two together with 3 mini mitsuyas running around, two sons and one daughter. and it was cute ... cute how his eyes would light up— all big n bright as he droned on and on about this desire of his. cute how he’d rub little circles on your tummy while whispering so smoothly into your ears, kisses connecting to the lobes of them.

but in bed .. god in bed, he’s an animal. pumping your abused little cunt full of his cum over and over till you physically can’t handle anymore. till you’re leaking, drooling his seed all over.

“drain me, baby, know you can do it. know this pretty little pussy can take it” he huffs, thumb on your puffy clit, “you can take it can’t you? hm?” eyes locked on where you’re swallowing him whole so messily, his words slurred— drunk of your addictive heat. when he gets like .. this, he always talks to your pussy. encouraging it— “be good for me, give me what i want, mama”

and once he’s done, once he’s finally empty and wrung dry, he shoves his fingers up your cunt.

feeling the warmth of his cum in your pussy he smiles n looks at you, cheeks flushed a pale pink, sweat running down the sides of his head, hair all messy— disheveled.

and he sighs, with a slight giggle.

“i gave you all of me, baby”

did the meme :D

chastity

cw: levi x afab reader, submissive and breedable levi, ceo levi, blowjobs, office sex, dirty talk

word count: 4.1k

this is dedicated to @bibblelevi <3 mainly because without them i would never have sparked the idea or become feral over sub levi :D

The cl ick click click of your kitten heels against the marble floors echoed throughout the brightly lit office building you walk through. At the end of the hall, a man welcomes you as he opens the door to the elevator up to the 20th floor. It’s not the first time he’s seen you, nor would it be the last.

On the way up that elevator, you ensured your makeup was flawlessly set, that every crease on your tight dress was smoothed out, especially along the low v-cut around your breast, and your hair was fluffed to perfection.

It’s around 3pm. You had the luxury of finding some time to waste and visit your boyfriend just a couple floors up. Throughout the year or so since he got this new job, it was always a pleasure to come pay him sporadic visits when you could.

And honestly, it was highly amusing to see the mesmerizing gape’s on his employer’s faces when you strutted through that work floor.

Everyone loved it when you came to visit. And when you say everyone, that includes the men, the women, and any other helpful staff needed to run such a wealthy business.

You bask in the information they share with you, claiming how soft your man has gone since the two of you had met. It made you blush the first time you heard it, as well as when you hear it now, years later.

When you step out of that elevator, you stop for just a second to small-talk with the floor’s receptionist. Petra, is her name. You’re sure she actually had a little crush on your man, but you couldn’t blame her. He’s such a catch.

Two younger men who also worked under your boyfriend, Eren and Jean, are always delighted to see you and happen to greet you at the reception’s desk. Their mouths practically leak with drool as you entertain them for a couple minutes. You follow them to their desks parallel to each other, leaning over their shoulders to see what they're working on, and giving them a whiff of your expensive perfume their boss buys for you.

“You look amazing today, miss.” Jean comments, leaning back in his chair while his eyes practically fuck you.

“Yeah, it’s a real treat, for sure.” Eren butts in with that iconic boyish grin on his face.

Their rivalry is so apparent, they even try to one-up each other in the compliments they give you. It’s laughable, but oh so cute.

It isn’t until you hear a click of the tongue that the boys straighten up in front of you. As you turn around, you’re delighted to see the man of the day. Dressed in a black slacks, a white button up shirt, and sleeves folded up to his forearms, you flutter your lashes at him.

Levi Ackerman. CEO of Scout’s Enterprise, owner of several hundred stocks, and most importantly owner of your heart, body and soul.

“Hi, baby.” You coo, reaching your hands out to place them on his chest and giving him a kiss on the cheek. Any attention you gave to the two boys behind you is long diminished now and reserved for your man.

Several snickers are heard around the cubicles as they watch you unfold your loving wrath on the important man. Levi takes hold of your hands and grimaces, giving you a knowing look. You know he doesn’t like when you coddle him in front of his employees, they tease him.

You just can’t help it though. You’re so inlove with him.

“Break time. Get some lunch.” He shouts loud enough for everyone to hear. “And leave me the fuck alone of my break, will ya?” He adds, narrowing his eyes at the youngins.

Levi places a hand dangerously low on your back as he leads you to his personal office. His large door closes behind you two, completely drowning out the conversations on the main floor. As you stride towards the mahogany desk, you take note of the stacks of papers, binders, cup holders meant for expensive pens labeled with Levi’s name, and a well dusted picture frame of you two from a while back.

You initially gave it to him as a joke, Levi hated taking pictures when you two met. One date, you managed to snap a picture with him, and you suppose he took a liking to it. You smile at the frame, taking it in your hands and reminiscing on the particular day it was taken.

“Have you eaten?” Levi asks, hands in his pockets and facing you. For 30, Levi still looks as handsome as he did when you met him years ago.

You shake your head. “I’m not very hungry.” You reply, placing the frame back down in it’s respectable spot.

Levi teeters over to you slowly, and you watch him like a hawk. A smile forms on your lips as he starts timidly wrapping his arms around you and pushing your face to his chest. “Missed you.” He murmurs.

You smirk. “What was that, dear?”

“You heard me, you brat.” He huffs, his breath is hot against the exposed part of your chest. “Don’t be silly.”

You giggle. “It’s not silly for a girl to want to hear her boyfriend misses her.”

“Mm.” He responds with a small noise, rubbing your back with his strong hands. He tilts his head back and takes a nice look at you.

“You look great.” He compliments, eyes hungrily staring at your chest.

“Thank you, baby.” You sigh, taking his hand in yours and placing it against your cheek.

Your love language is touch. Which was unfortunate at the beginning of your relationship because Levi could barely stand next to you when he met you. Now? He can’t keep his hands off of you for his nor your sake. Any time spent together, you’re practically begging for his touch. And slowly, he learned to adapt to that.

A sudden knock on the door earns a scowl from the ravenette. Rudely, he calls out to whoever's on the other side. “Who the fuck is it?”

A small, timid figure emerges from behind that door. A blonde with golden hair and a cute face. Armin, you think his name is.

“I’m— m’ really sorry, sir. I just need to get a signature on this before 3PM.” He recites with a soft voice, offering a clipboard towards his boss.

“Why wasn’t this brought earlier, Arlert?” Levi barks, snatching the clipboard from the blonde’s dainty hands. He takes one of those pens printed with his name and scribbles an unintelligible sort of cursive. He looks at you, probably to see if you can believe the audacity of this intern but is surprised when your eyes have gone into a roll.

“I’m sorry, sir!” Armin squeaks, he bows at Levi. “Uh— enjoy your lunch!” He squeaks, hightailing it out of the room as soon as he’s gotten what he’s needed and closing the door behind him.

Levi sighs, and turns back to you with a squint. “What’s up?”

You blink at him. “Hm?”

Levi gladly elaborates. “I must be blind or something or I caught you rolling your eyes when that brat was in here.”

You laugh. “Oh, that.”

Levi’s eye twitches as you fail to explain yourself. “Well?”

You move from Levi’s desk with a sigh. Levi Ackerman is such a respectable man. He's a role model, a businessman, a diamond in the rough, if you will. He talks big because he knows his worth, and everyone obeys him because they have no interest in ever crossing him.

Except you.

“Everyone was looking at you, you know?“ He says, interrupting your train of thought as he grabs your cheeks in the palm of one hand. You smile as you realize he’s trying to change the subject, nervously because you failed to give him an answer to his previous question.

“Yes,” You nod. ”They always do. Why? Bothered, baby?” Your words come out muffled and Levi chuckles at the plush of your face squished between his fingers.

“I don’t give a damn what you wear.” He scoffs, shaking his head as he lets go on your face.“But I do mind what those fucking idiots daydream about in their head.” He strides to stand behind his desk. “Stop entertaining those fuckers.”

You turn yourself around and stand. “Who? Eren and Jean?” You say innocently.

“I said fuckers, didn’t I?”

You chuckle. “You don’t have to be so mean to them.” You inform him, pushing some strands of hair from your face. “And besides, it’s fun. They’re very easy to fluster.” You mention, tip-toeing your fingers up his firm chest. He fights demons to focus on your face and not your breasts that are so perfectly displayed in front of him. “Kind of reminds me of someone, don’t you think?”

Levi’s not down for the get down. He tenses up, shakes his head and starts putting together some papers, ignoring you. He mumbles something you can’t quite hear.

“What was that?” You ask, narrowing your eyes at him. It’s comical the way your voice sounds so pure, but your eyes say “don’t fuck with me.”

The ravenette says nothing. He simply shakes his head. “Mm.”

This makes you laugh, you just can’t help it. And as beautiful as your laugh is to your boyfriend, he knows when he’s made a mistake.

“Baby, you seem.. worked up.” You purr. The click of your heels on his floor lessen as you close in on him. Now, you’ve pushed him into a corner between his chair and you. You stand before him, ass pressed against his desk and a hand stationed to his chest.

You maintain eye contact with him like a predator hunts their prey.

“I’m starting to believe there is something bothering you.” You coo, looking him up and down and motioning him to take a seat in that big chair of his. He obeys, of course.

He sinks into submission as he’s guided into that leather. He bites his tongue, not wanting to mouth off because he knows the consequences of talking back. It’s part of the reason he’s at this point in the first place.

The truth is, he is bothered. It’s apparent with the way he feels blood rushing to his groin as he subconsciously spreads his legs.

“Baby.. it’s been three days. Can you please take it off?” He whines.

This pleases you in such a dark way, you can’t help the smirk that forms on your lips. “Oh, do you have manners now?” Your eyes trail down his body and lock on the small tent that has become more noticeable over the past minute.

Just under the fabric of his expensive slacks, and his expensive belt, encases a beautiful cock locked behind a chastity.

Levi grits his teeth as you stare down his pathetic face. He’s needy, and you don’t blame him. Your poor baby had been locked up for three days, that’s the longest he’s ever gone without a release.

“Well?” You taunt, kicking off your heels and settling on his desk. You work your feet up his pant leg, giggling at the way your stockings feel against the fabric. It tickles.

“I’m.. a little worked up.” He admits, watching how delicious your legs look in those black tights. He adores the way the sheen darkens where your legs and feet curve.

“And who’s fault is that?” Your feet make it’s detour toward his crotch. Gently, you hover your soles over his zipper and rub.

Levi grunts at just the smallest bit of friction. His hips buck, just like a bitch in heat. “It’s my fault.”

“What did you do wrong, Levi? Explain.” You ask, simultaneously adding more pressure to where he needs it most. It becomes a fun game of push and pull as he chases your touch with his pelvis.

“I was mean.” He mumbles. “But I’m sorry, I can be good now, I swear.” His pleads are like a symphony to your ears.

There’s nothing sexier than a man in a suit submitting to a little old you.

If you were less horny, and more capable of thinking straight, you’d probably tease him to death. But with Levi being locked up, you had to resort to toys to satisfy your needs and right now, you admit you need him just as much as he needs you.

“Really? You’ll be good?” You ask, extending your leg to land on his shoulder. He revels in your proximity and the view of lack of panties on your part.

“Yes, I p-promise.” He cries.

You slowly blink at his riled up figure, panting and red to the face. “Come show me how good that tongue is,” You spread your legs across his desk. “And then, we’ll talk about how good you’ve been.”

Levi is pouncing at you before you can even finish your sentence. He rushes to the floor, uncaring how rough the surface beneath his knees and goes straight to worshipping your soft legs.

He starts to kiss your calves, all while massaging your feet, relishing in the touch of your stockings. Slowly, he moves farther up your legs, making sure to not let a patch go unkissed. His lips are wet against the fabric, creating small patches of darkened cloth around your legs.

As he worships your bottom, your heart flutters at his determination to make you feel good. If there’s one thing Levi is known for, it's his will of paying attention to the things around him. Through this, he’s learned to be such an attentive lover to you, maybe too attentive at times but there’s no room to complain about that.

Levi knows what makes you tick and right now, you are ticking.

It was more a treat for him than you to decide to leave the house with no panties. Though you weren’t planning on having hot office sex on your boyfriend’s desk during his lunch break, you were thinking of the possibility. Luckily, Levi’s more than happy to have you in front of him all pretty like this. There’s something about the way your pussy being pressed against the lace of your tights that has him unable to stop himself from placing featherlight kisses on the area.

This act alone prys a small mew from your throat. His lips are so delicate against you.

“So pretty.” He murmurs, spreading your legs further apart. You find a comfortable position to place your legs on his shoulders and lean back on your elbows. You glance at his paperwork still lounging on his desk and chuckle. They’ll be long gone to the floor in no time.

Levi peers up at your face through the valley of your breasts, the sight only prompts him to kiss your pussy harder and needier. He moans against it, becoming frustrated he can’t actually feel it and roughly rips a whole in just the right place.

You raise a brow at him, slightly saddened for your stockings. He notices and blinks. “I’ll buy you a whole drawer of new ones.” He promises, then dives his tongue into your cunt.

The thought of promised clothing in your mind has vanished as you feel his hot tongue on you. “A-ah!” You squeak, surprised by the sudden pressure.

Levi smirks, then allows saliva to pool in his mouth and drip from his lips in an attempt to lather you up.

The way your pussy glistens in the light of his office sends waves of pleasure to his groin. He needs to get out of the cage and fast. And the assumed way is suspected to be by your pussy and his mouth.

Quickly, Levi flattens his muscle along your core, licking a nice and sensual stroke up and down to get you wanting more.

You buck your hips at him, beckoning for more and he gives it to you with no question. As he swirls around your folds, he grips your thighs harder to keep you still. You bring a hand to your mouth, trying your hardest to suppress the noises that dare escape your mouth.

“Fu—fuck. Baby, baby..” You whisper, nervously glancing at the door.

Had this not been your boyfriend’s job, you wouldn’t give a damn about making a peep. But even with people on their lunch break, there’s still a risk someone could have stayed behind.

Levi works your clit heavenly with circling fingers, causing your juices to escape your hole for only a quick second until his mouth is on it to eagerly lap up any spillage. He cycles this routine for minutes, causing you to nearly fall over the edge until he comes to an abrupt stop.

“You gotta take me out of this.” Levi whines, he places lazy kisses outside of your labia as he unbuckles his belt. “Please say you brought the key.”

You giggle at the sensation of his gentle lips against your puffy and aroused womanhood. “In my purse.” You mumble drunkenly, pointing to the corner of the room where your belongings lay. Levi quickly gets up, eager to be free as he rummages through the familiar bag. After all, he’s the one who bought you the purse.

He strides back to you, a silver key in, and hands the item to you. You take it with no begging and watch him undress his lower half. He looks at you once he’s finished, and you blink back.

His cock is strained against the metal, probably hot to the touch from wearing it for three days aside from bathing and using the restroom obviously. You bite your lips, smiling at the way it begs to be freed.

You dangle the metal key in your fingers. “I’m giving you one chance, baby.”

Levi nods in an instant, clearly ready to be free from the cage.

“Enough back talk, or next time, I’m leaving you in this for a week and forcing you to watch me fuck myself with my fingers.” You warn, scooting up to the edge of his desk and grabbing the lock.

“Am I making myself clear?” You firmly ask.

“Yes, ma’am.” He promptly answers.

There’s a small clicking noise, and then voila, he’s free.

Levi’s cock practically inflates and springs into action as he’s no longer under the metal restraint. He moans at your delicate touch pumping his reddened cock.

“So sensitive now, huh?” You tease him, rubbing your palm against the head of his dick.

He nods, knitting his brows together and moans. “F-fuck...shit.”

Levi leans back with you as you hop down from his desk, immediately falling to your knees and catching a glimpse of his enlightened face when he realizes what you’re doing. He shifts, walks back to his chair and plops down. His hand meets your cheek as you crawl over to his lap. There, you kiss his hips, then move to his definite v-line.

Levi’s a squirming mess beneath your touch. His dick is twitching in anticipation as you lick a small stripe up the underneath of his balls, something that drives him insane.

“Hah..” He pants profanities and other unintelligible words as you lap him up good.

You revel in his guttural moans, determined to induce a choir of sweet nothings to satisfy your ears. “You sound so precious, Levi.” You purr against his cock.

“Please..”

“Please what? What do you need?”

He whines as he feels the heat of your mouth barely grasping his length. “Please suck me..”

You chuckle. “You’re being so good, telling me what you want.”

He nods his head in agreement, but you’re sure he’s just too dumb to comprehend a proper answer. It’s adorable when he’s like this. So vulnerable and willing to be at your beck and call.

“Be good and stay still.” You tell him just before sinking your mouth around the tip of his cock.

He squirms, but he’s tolerating it as much as he can for being someone that’s been locked up for 72 hours.

Despite the wetness of your tongue, Levi’s soaked at his tip with pre cum. Levi is a leaker, and he used to be embarrassed about it up until you admitted how much you liked the taste of him. After that, he knew never to be ashamed of his bodily fluids. “So sweet.” You comment. “Like always.”

In a silent answer, Levi’s cock pulsates against your tongue. You hum around the length, letting the vibrations add the right amount of pleasure. He groans a little too loud.

“You better keep quiet, baby. Do you want everyone to hear you sounding like a whore?”

He whimpers as quietly as he can. He knows you’re right but you don’t have to sound so sexy while you tell him.

You slowly lower him deeper into your mouth, using your hand to help sheath any exposed cock that your mouth can’t quite get at the moment.

Levi shuts his eyes tight, biting his lip hard enough to draw blood as you start to bob your head around him. He’s in pure euphoria when you lazily grab his hand to snake through your hair.

Your hair is so soft in between his fingers. It fucks him up. You in general are just so soft and sweet, and being given the right to defile you actually makes him harder. He doesn’t mind being whored out by you, he could live the rest of his life happy this way.

You’re making a mess, and you’re making it fast. Spit and pre cum have spilled out from beyond your lips and dripped down his pelvis. The sensation tickles his balls, making him moan in bliss.

This alone has him close.

“Baby, I—“

You shush him as you come up for air. “I know, I know. You’re close, hm?”

His brows are knitted together when he nods a yes.

“Good. You know when to ask permission, right? Or are you too dumb off my mouth to remember?” You wait for his answer with your hands gliding up and down his slick cock. You even rub a thumb against his slit.

He struggles to answer but eventually, he lets out a, “I can.. I can remember.”

“Good boy.”

He can hear the smile on your lips.

Nothing prepared him for the way you latch onto his cock and suck the soul out of him. With your hand preoccupied with his balls, you have no way to stop the way he grips your hair in both hands and whines. Your tongue swirls around any veins you can find, and tears start to shed as you push your throat’s limits into fitting his beautiful cock down your windpipe.

The tightness of your throat winds him up. He has no control of the way he throbs and swells around you.

“I— Can I, fuck, can I cum?” He cries, loud and uncaring for who hears.

“Cum for me, Levi.” You reply roughly as you tear away from his cock. You’re back around him in an instant as he shakes deeper down your throat.

“A—ah fuck!” He yelps, keeping your head still with his grip as he cums hard with an insane shudder. His seed travels hot and thick down your throat, with the remaining liquid dripping down his tip when you pull away to swallow.

Levi’s is fucked out on his chair, spewing absolute nonsense as you lap up whatever cum you’ve missed. He traces along the side of your face with his fingers, smiling and content.

“I love you.” He gushes, voice hoarse and deep.

You smile into his palm, nuzzling his strong hand. “I love you.” You whisper back.

With a couple seconds to recoup, Levi is quick to stand and bring you with him. His stamina startled you in the beginning of your relationship, but now, you’ve learned he only needs so long before he’s up and running again.

Levi discards his papers on his desk with a flick and makes room to place you down comfortably. He kisses you with great passion, taking your breath away as well as your right to speak. You mumble a noise against his plush lips.

“Hm?” He mumbles.

“Lunch break is almost over.” You reply, an anxious smile takes over your mouth.

“It’s fine.” He insists. He places soft kisses against the sensitive part of your neck, instantly pushing you into submission. “It’s your turn now, kitten.”

cute little babysitter

warnings: unprotected sex, cream pie, heavy breeding, squirting, little bit of hair pulling, use of plugs, orgasm denial, edging, cockwarmjng, fingering, name calling (slut and bitch), praising, maybe a little bit of degrading??

word count: 864

⟶ just wanna be little megumi’s babysitter and have toji fuck me every time he comes home from a mission.

toji had been gone all day on a mission so you ended up falling asleep on the couch with little megumi snuggled up on your chest waiting for toji. once he walked through the door he saw his small son clinging to the cute little babysitter’s breasts.

you had been babysitting megumi for quite some time and megumi had slowly begun treating you as his own mother which pleased toji very much. ever since you introduced yourself to him, he wanted to shove you into the mattress and have your cute little cunt wrapped around his leaking cock.

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SWEET LIKE HONEY — MASTERLIST.

【 started 】 — july 3, 2021.

【 finished 】 — ????

【 status 】— ongoing.

【 blurb 】 — "It’s your smell — your honey-like smell. Intoxicating from beginning to end, the first time he breathes it in, he can’t help but get addicted. And now, he doesn’t just yearn for your sweet scent — he craves for you."

【 pairing 】— tanjiro kamado x reader.

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【 warnings 】 — yandere themes, toxicity, gore, manipulation, smut, delusional thoughts, unhealthy relationships, obsessive behavior. All characters are aged up.

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DO IT SLOW, FORGET THE TIME — JUJUTSU KAISEN

feat : gojo satoru, itadori yuuji, fushiguro megumi, nanami kento + geto suguru

♱ warnings — f!reader, all characters written 22+, foreplay, cunninglingus, 69, m!receiving oral, teasing, pussyjob. / note. sob it seems like so long since i’ve written 4 jjk so here u go <3

・✶ ｡ﾟGOJO SATORU

it’s intoxicating the way gojo presses you against the counter in the kitchen, mouthing along the column of your throat while two of his fingers trace and tease along the waistband of your panties.

he knows exactly what he’s doing, giving you just an inch of what you really want — need, until you’re trying to inch him deeper with small little thrusts of your hips. every needy little movement makes him chuckle, low and long against your throat before he’s suckling kisses along the skin and pulling back to give you one of his more handsome smirks.

“oh, does my sweet girl need something?” gojo goads as he narrows his eyes at you, tracing his tongue along his lower lip and if he wasn’t so pretty you’d roll your eyes and push him off.

“i need you.” you gasp, it’s all you can offer with the desire that twists in your abdomen and the heat between your thighs, but he gives into you— as always. the first press of his fingers underneath your panties is deliberate, hard against the swollen bud of your clit as you grab along his shoulders.

“oh yeah? gotta make sure you’re ready f’ me, wouldn’t wanna hurt you, sweet thing.” gojo’s movements are intoxicating, every twist of his wrist makes you twitch as he rubs at your clit with two fingers, pressing kisses along your features with every pretty whine that drips from your lips.

“need more.” you’re so desperate, grinding up into his touch before he’s tracing lower and sinking his fingers into you, hissing when he’s not met with much resistance. every draw back of his hand is deliberately slow before he pushes back into you, palm pressing against your clit as he looks over you through the snowy peaks of his hair.

“oh, sound real sweet like this.” gojo grits and his cock throbs with every needy twitch of your walls around him because he wants nothing more than to feel you hug tight around it. your features break into something beautiful as he presses against the swollen spots inside of you, and you feel him smear wet kisses along your jawline as your head drops back to moan.

“hm, but i know you can gimme more, sweet girl.”

・✶ ｡ﾟITADORI YUUJI

“fuuck, baby! feels so good, wanna cum.” itadori groans from where he’s got your pussy pressed against his mouth, messily dragging and rolling his tongue along your clit as his hips twitch into you. his arms curl around your hips as you sit on his face, facing away from him as you swallow and choke around his cock.

you can feel the way he’s already throbbing against your tongue, chasing his own pleasure as he draws out yours — your boyfriends always been a giver and you know he loves nothing more than the taste of you on his tongue. but he already feels so fucking close with the way your grinding down onto him as you push his cock deeper at the time, choking around the thick head until you’re pulling back to breathe.

“again, baby.. p-please.” itadori’s flushed and fucked out as his fingers twitch in your ass, dragging you along his tongue as his face shakes lightly between your thighs. he almost chokes when he feels you take a languid, slow handful of his balls before you squeeze — knocking the air out of his lungs as his next groan sends a sweet vibration through your clit.

it’s almost instinctive, the first slow roll of his hips when you wrap your lips around his cock again — pushing himself deeper as you open up your throat for the first thick push of him. you let him set a pace as he whimpers and whines beneath you, thrusting into the tight hug of your throat until you’re choking lightly around him.

it’s messy, the way itadori’s pace increases as he fucks his cock into your mouth, and it only seems to up his own movements as he drinks up everything you give to him eagerly — shamelessly slurping and smacking at your pussy between long, needy moans of your name.

“fuuck— feels soo good, please.. w-want you to cum with me, baby.”

・✶ ｡ﾟFUSHIGURO MEGUMI

megumi feels like he’s in fucking heaven as you straddle his lap right now, rubbing your slick folds along the sensitive shaft of his cock as his hands almost curl into fists at your side. he feels dizzy with every press of your mouth against his, tongue pushing messy along yours and he thinks he’s might actually pass out.

“do you.. fuck—do you wanna go further or keep doing t-this?” he gasps, almost groans with the next intoxicating twist of your hips along his — your pace stuttering when his own instinctively twitch up to grind his cock closer.

“this feels good, is that okay?” you reply, pretty and breathy, and megumi can’t nod his head fast enough before he’s melting back into you. your pussy feels like fucking silk against the sensitive glands of his cock, he’s throbbing against your slick folds and you’re teasing him with the entrance to your tight walls with every draw back of your hips.

“t-this is good.” he finally manages to swallow before his hands are twitching into your sides to drag you along the length of him, every twitch and squeeze of your thighs around him only draws him closer and he doesn’t think he’ll ever get enough when he pulls you into kiss you.

it’s messy and breathless, soft pants and whines of your name buried in every twist of your lips as he thrusts up to meet your movements. megumi’s eyes almost roll back when he feels your fingers smooth through his hair before they twist in the roots to pull, making his pace stutter as he mumbles low and ragged against your lips.

“don’t wanna stop anyway, i-it feels too good.”

・✶ ｡ﾟNANAMI KENTO

nanami thinks you look like a fucking angel between his thighs right now, suckling wet kisses up the sides of his cock as he throbs against your lips. it was normally him, the one getting lost between your thighs but he’d had a particularly long day at work and you were always so eager to make him feel better.

you give him a look from underneath your pretty lashes before you close your lips around the head and suck lightly, and he can’t help but let his lips part to groan — trying to ignore the warmth along his thighs that threatens to make him twitch.

every roll of your tongue along the thick shaft has nanami like putty in your hands before you relax your throat, pushing yourself deeper to take more of him as his palm rests gently on the back of your head. you choke and splutter around him the deeper you go and he feels his next exhale quake in his lungs with how good you feel.

“god, sweetheart.“ nanami groans, low and shameless as he lets his hand gently push your hair back from your face, letting him take in how pretty you look with your lips wrapped around his cock as a crystalline tear trails down your cheeks, but he catches it.

he feels you swallow again before he instinctively grinds his hips deeper into you, losing himself in the saccharine squeeze of your throat around him before you begin your slow, wet disconnect. your spit trails along the silky skin of his shaft and your lips are swollen but he doesn’t think you’ve ever looked more beautiful.

nanami grunts as you return to suckling at the tip, swiping away the beads of precum that gather there as your hand pumps your spit along the length of him. the next press of his fingers is light as it rests against your cheek before he looks at you, sending you a gentle smile despite the way his chest rises and falls quickly with every ragged breath.

“you are so good for me, sweetheart.”

・✶ ｡ﾟGETO SUGURU

“does that feel good, pretty girl.. yeah?” geto grunts from where he’s pressing deep between your thighs, his words a long, low drawl that makes you whine as he buries it into your slick folds. he knows it feels good, if it wasn’t obvious with the way your slick smears along his cheeks and chin, mixing with his own spit as he gives your pussy another greedy slurp.

he gives you a handsome smirk when he pulls away to raise a brow at you, urging you to answer his question as he lets two of his fingers trace through your folds to spread you lewdly. “can’t hear you..” he slurs, half-hormone drunk on the saccharine taste of you on his tongue before his eyes leave your pretty pussy and are back on you.

“mhm! feels good, sugu.” you gasp and you can tell geto’s pleased with your answer when he buries himself back into you, humming like he’s convinced with the next mindless roll of his tongue along your clit.

“fuck— i love when you call me that, princess.” there’s a carnal drop in his tone when you feel his large palms press against the underside of your thighs, pushing them closer to your chest until you’re spread out and on show for him, but his sharp gaze still remains looking up at you.

“come on, tell me you’re my pretty girl.” geto groans, teases as he smacks and mouths at your pussy, pushing his tongue past your twitching hole to seek out more of you. every pulse of your walls around him makes his heavy cock throb against the mattress before his fingers twitch in the skin of your thighs.

everything about him was dangerously intoxicating, and you already feel so close with the way he’s working your body — making you melt into the mattress with every roll of his tongue along your sweetest spots. “im—im your pretty girl.” you gasp, so wound up and geto pulls away to give you another smirk before he’s leaning down and pouting his lips to let his spit smear along your clit, cleaning it up a few moments later with another pleased hum.

“mmm, yeah you are. real fucking pretty.” 

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Synopsis: Running out of food in the middle of the sea, lucky are the Straw Hats for being near a marine base...during that time of the year where government dogs gather up for the ballroom, and admirals show up last for a dance contest. Now you're on a mission with Luffy to rob them clean of their food stocks and make it out alive.

CW: f!reader, originally a request by @chibiluluffy for a black reader, reader is lightly described as very attractive & similar to Hancock + Nami in personality, reader has infinity power (basically gojo in the op universe lol), reader breaks a few bones here and there hehe, needy kisses from Luffy, jealous Luffy, quickie in the shark submerge yay.

The gut wrenching sound of a bone being crushed reverberated the empty halls of the ballroom. 

Your heel dug into the back of the unknown marine boy as you held his now twisted arm in your gloved hand, your head turned to search for Luffy; sighing heavily, your digits loosen their hold, letting the passed out marine flop on the floor. Cupping the sides of your breasts with each hand, your palms slid down your curves as if to brush away nonexistent dirt from having touched the marine. 

“Now, where did he go?” Your features scrunched into a frown. “I guess it can’t be helped with this delicious aroma,” you murmur, shrugging. 

After taking it upon you to drag away the marine into a random room, you tied him up to prevent any more problems by leaving him free. 

“We have about three hours then we leave,” is what you told Luffy.

It has been an hour since you snuck with Luffy, there was less than two hours left, then it will be time to unite with the crew. With a hoist of your wrist to read your watch, you hum; you still had more than enough time to wander around before the admirals arrive for their little dance contest. 

First, the most important part is that you have to find this idiot of a captain. Second, you seduce the poor guards, then knock them out, and take their wallets for Nami. Lastly, you rob their food stocks for the crew. If it all works in your favor; you’ll make it out unharmed before Kizaru and Akainu arrive. 

The clicking sound of your heels bounced off the walls for you had made it around a random corner. “This place is complex,” you groaned. 

Too many corridors, your goal of finding Luffy was unnecessarily prolonged by the endless passages you had to go through. 

Two deep voices, of what seemed to be strolling guards, they echoed through the hall that you were about to round into. Smirking as you chuckle, you pat your hair, straightening your form, and with an extra push to your breasts—you wait for them to halt in front of you. Coming face to face with the puzzled men, you caught the rosy tint that painted their cheeks as they let their unabashed gazes traverse your physique. 

“Hello you two,” you spoke in a sultry voice. “I seem to have lost my way.” You stepped closer to one of them, trailing your fingers up his chest before resting an index under his chin. 

He gulps thickly, licking his lips as sweat beads accumulated between the folds of his scrunched skin. 

“Could you lead me to the kitchen?“ batting your lashes prettily, “pretty please?” you added. 

“Y-yeah! Yes, of course I can!” the marine exclaimed. His eyes were almost mistaken for hearts while his partner winced with a nudge of his elbow. You could tell that he was fighting the urge to give into his hungry eyes, unlike the idiot who already fell into your trap. Your brows furrowed briefly, you had to do something about that one. 

Letting your thumb brush over his bottom lip, his knees wobbled, smiling like a goober in love. 

“Let’s go?” You lock your arm with his own, pulling him to move forward as he mindlessly babbles incomprehensible love words. 

His partner was quietly watching the idiot who was leaning into your random touches, you let them walk you until you spotted the massive doors of the kitchen. Your eyes went wide for a brief moment, spotting your wanted poster, along Luffy’s—they both stuck out at the top of the board near the doors. 

Unforeseen trouble was going to erupt if these two noticed.

You caught a quick glimpse of the quiet marine, his hand was sliding into his pocket to reach for the emergency snail. 

“Oh, no you won’t,” you growled. You twist to crack the lovestruck idiot’s arm, causing an ear piercing scream to erupt from the depths of his chest. Aghast, the other stumbled on his feet as he fell on his behind, his hands fumbled with his pocket whilst desperately trying to grab the snail. You brusquely raised your leg to smash his face into the floor. Huffing in irate, you glance at the janitor’s room; letting out a sigh as you drag them inside. 

They were both out cold from shock, and pain. Quickly, you dug around their pockets to collect every berry you could find, then stuffing them between your breasts.

Lucky me. 

After finishing the job of bonding them with the random cloths; you skipped merrily towards the kitchen. 

Peeking to search for the insatiable fool, he was exactly there, just as you expected from him. He chomped and swallowed all there was to serve, the staff were clapping while cheering in awe at how he could handle that much food. Nobody had noticed his identity in the disguise you had forced him into. 

“BACK TO WORK EVERYONE! THE ADMIRALS ARE ARRIVING SOONER THAN EXPECTED!” A woman yells loudly, causing the staff to panic as they rush back to work—leaving Luffy alone in the corner to continue stuffing himself.

His eyes lit up when they caught yours, almost opening his mouth to scream out your name before earning a threatening glare with a finger over your lips. He frowned, sulking in his seat childishly.

A soft gasp slipped past your lips as a girl, who seemed to be younger than you, walked to stand right in front of you. 

“G-guests shouldn’t be here!” she stutters timidly, making an idea glow in your head. 

“Oh I’m sorry. I was sent to rate the food quality, but I seem to be lost,” you said, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear with a soft smile. Her face darkens a deep red, her shoulders tensed, and her lips thinned into nothing but a line. 

She is nervous.

“I can show you the way there, please follow me!” She bowed to show her respect before opening the door to walk next to you. You motioned for Luffy to follow behind, and he more than happily wasted no second in doing so. He walked quietly behind you, his hand eagerly reaching towards your gloved one to hold onto it. 

“Uhm, miss?” 

“Yes?” 

“Oh! Uhm—nothing! It’s nothing, please never mind me. I’m sorry.” She clutches the hem of her apron, tilting her head down as she bit her lip. 

“If you have something to say, then do it,” you cock a brow at her with a blank expression. 

The girl gasps, raising her hands to wave them around, and with a shaky voice she speaks, “nonono it’s really nothing…you’re just—you’re really pretty,” she turns her head away in abashment. She jumped at the loud cackle from Luffy, seeming to have just noticed him.

“You’re annoying, I don’t like you!” He laughs harder. An irate nerve protruded from your forehead as you turn around to whack his head. “Be nice,” you said. Pointing a finger at him in a threatening manner before turning to smile at the frightened girl. “Don’t mind this idiot. Thank you, cutie,” you pinch her cheek. 

Upon reaching the exit, she gave you the last directions to find the stocking base outside, “I’m not supposed to leave this edifice,” she said. 

You wave goodbye at her, then walk away with Luffy’s arm around your shoulders as he curiously lets his gaze wander around the street. 

“That should be it.” You grin, picking up the pace to not waste more time—Luffy was already a few feet ahead of you with his drool cascading down his chin. 

Facepalming with a shake of your head, you rush after him, albeit both were soon halting in place as a multitude of voices were heard from a distance. You shared a wide eyed look with him, “so many,” you whisper. 

“Who cares, let’s just beat their asses,” Luffy says. “We have to go back to the shark submerge,” you mutter.

Luffy giggles, cracking his knuckles with a smug grin twisting his lips. 

“You idiot,” you whispered, pinching the skin between your brows. When advancing towards the back of the small establishment, there was a crowd of around twenty, if not more, marines gathered in front of the huge doors. It seems they expected to be robbed which resulted in putting that many guards. 

“Stay here, don’t you dare move,” you bare your teeth at Luffy, causing him to pout. Shimmering eyes glued on the way you pushed your breasts, and tidied yourself. His tongue poked to swipe over his lips, sucking on his bottom lip as his gaze landed on your lips. 

You moved to round the building, but a firm grip on your wrist yanked you back. Luffy’s mouth latched on yours, his hands traversed down yours sides desperately. You gasped into his mouth as he grabbed a handful of your ass, squeezing harshly. You feel his hardness poking your thigh while he grinds against you, moaning and gasping softly into the kiss; he just couldn’t get enough from your lips. 

Notwithstanding that you had a mission to accomplish, he forced himself to pull away before falling into the chokehold of his amorous impulses. “Sorry, I just had to,” he panted heavily. “I messed up your lipstick too,” he leans to press a peck as an apology. 

“It’s alright, it’s better like this anyway,” your lips curled into a smile to which he returns an even brighter one. 

You make your way towards the big group of marines, they all tense up, yet salivate at the sight of you. 

“Who are you, madam?” One of them asked. 

“Hello to you too,” you nearly scowled at him. 

The marine yields away with his rifle, seemingly abashed of himself from the look you gave him. 

“Fucking dumbass, that’s why you’ll never get a girlfriend!” Someone shouted at him. The owner of the voice emerged from between the small crowd, a disgusting smirk on his filthy face; he groans loudly once facing you. 

“How can I help a beauty like you?” He reaches for your hand to which you swat away with a grimace. 

The marine gasps in offense, causing the others to cackle at the rejection they witnessed. “How fucking dare you,” he points he rifle at you, “I’ll put a hole through your skull, you bitch,” he growls. His knees shook under him as his hands trembled, and his teeth were grinding against each other as he dared not shoot.

“You bastard, she could be an organizer, we’ll all be in trouble if you kill her!” Another marine toppled the butthurt guy, his rifle drops next to him as he scurries back from it. It was easy to tell that he had never threatened or killed anyone, and you were definitely the first for him; on top of that is the bored expression you held as your gaze alone penetrated holes into his face. 

“I’m sorry about him, he’s a newbie,” he sweated, “please ignore him,” the marine added. 

Your eyes flickered towards the head peeking from the corner of the building, Luffy’s anger was radiating its heat through the air. You suck on your teeth to make an irritated sound, “it’s fine, I need you all to go back to the entrance to greet the admirals,” you clap in faux exuberance. 

They all wince loudly, the thought of having to meet the admirals was enough to make their skeletons crawl out of their skin. “Yes, ma’am!” he salutes, turning around to order the others to get moving. 

You almost giggled, if it wasn’t for the watchful piece of shit screaming out about your wanted poster. 

“That’s [L/N] D. [Y/N]!” he emerges with his rifle. “The partner of the vicious pirate, strawhat Luffy!” He adds on. The marines' bodies went rigid as they panicked between one another, in a blink of a second, all rifles were pointed at your unamused self. 

“You bitch,” he growls as he shoots without hesitation. 

You grin at his puzzled face. 

Panic-stricken faces, all rifles that pointed at you had begun releasing the bullets loaded into them. The marines screamed in horror as you continued watching them with ennui seeping through your skin.

“What the hell are you?!” A short one screamed as he backed away. 

“Infinity is the convergence of an immeasurable series,” you slap the bullets away, “anything that approaches, the infinity slows down and never reaches the user,” you chuckled. Your feet crossed each other as you took small steps towards him, “I’m too beautiful to be treated like this,” you clasp your hands together dramatically, along a pout and sparkling doe eyes as you bat your lashes at him. “Don’t you think so?” You push your breasts together with your inner elbows innocently. 

“YES, I’M SORRY!” Hearts on each pair of eyes that you could find, “WE’RE ALL SORRY,” two others screamed together as they dropped to their knees. “PLEASE FORGIVE US!” They bowed like trained dogs. One after the other, the group of marines were all a giggling mess on the floor, slobber running past their mouths as their perverted minds were running wild on dirty thoughts. 

Luffy was still watching you from behind the wall, it was clear how frustrated he was, he wanted to beat them all up. However, the menacing look you shot him had made him pout as he backed away with a frown. 

“None of you deserve to see my beauty for free,” you slam your foot on a random’s shoulder blade. Digging your heel into his skin, you spoke, “shouldn’t you all pay me for merely existing?” 

“YES!” The short bastard stumbled forward with his thick wallet, it was loaded with cash, much to your delight. With lovestruck faces, they all began gathering whatever money they had on them; you grin in satisfaction as you stuff everything between your breasts. 

Luffy growled under his breath, his lip held teeth as they dug harshly to puncture into little wounds. 

“Alright everyone,” you yelled. “Why don’t you unlock the doors for me,” you wink at them, causing them to roar like animals. They rushed towards the small establishment with the burning ambition of pleasing you. As soon as the corridor was revealed, a shockwave of heavy haki rippled through the air; knocking every single one of them to the ground. 

Luffy sighs, making his way towards you with his head down. 

“Ah Luffy,” you pat his head gently. “I’ll treat you once we’re back,” you peck his lips. Luffy hums, still pouting. Grabbing his hand, and advancing to the storage room; you began taking what Sanji had asked from you while Luffy munched on some fruits, already holding onto two filled bags. 

The marines slowly gained their consciousness—without a word, Luffy grabbed your bags as he hurried towards the shark submerge. You quickly followed behind, “Luffy be careful,” you reminded him. 

Jumping into the shark, Luffy is quick to grab your hips, and place you on his lap. His cock was harder than before, “feel that?” he asks. With the taut grip on your hips, he began dragging your core against himself; letting out breathy moans with each drag. 

“Fuucckkk…” you heaved out. Standing on your knees to allow him some room, he tugs at his zipper desperately, raising himself to pull down his slacks along the briefs. Your gloved hand wrapped around his length, pumping him gently as you leaned to claim his lips. The kiss is slow, fervently savoring each other’s taste, together with the feeling of your lips pressing against each other. He moans into your mouth, begging to feel your warmth envelope his cock. 

Breaking the kiss, you pull your lace panties to the side, your slick already smeared your inner thighs. And your cunt was more than lubricant and ready to take all of him at once.

You teasingly rubbed the bulbous head against your clit, sucking your bottom lip into your mouth at the blissful sensation burning in the pit of your stomach. 

“Y/N please,” he whines. You chuckled softly, pushing just the tip of his cock was already making Luffy’s head go blank. “M-more,” he stutters. 

You lowered yourself fully, an abrupt movement that was too much for him, his loud gasp is followed by a deep groan, along with a thrust of his hips. “Ah, you feel so good,” he grunts.

Your eyes crossed as they dip behind your head, the heavenly feeling of his protruding veins kissing your walls was making your head spin, it felt too good. 

Luffy’s lack of self control was proved when he hastily began thrusting into you, his clumsy hands reaching to knead at your chest. He blinked away the sweat that glided down from his forehead to his eyelids, narrowed eyes foggy with lust; he tried his best to keep his eyes open. 

Heavy breaths resounded the shark, along the filthy squelching sounds of your cunt sucking him into you. 

“So close,” you gasp. 

“Me too,” Luffy manages through his cracking voice. His mouth was once again taking over your own, tongue messily brushing to intertwine together as your bodies shook violently through a blast of your orgasms. 

Panting heavily, you pull away to fix yourself, steadying yourself over the controller’s seat. 

Luffy speaks, “I heard Franky added cameras here,” he giggles. Loud laughter bubbled from his throat at your horrified face, you gawked at him whilst he continued wiping his cock without a care in the world. 

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