𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭

(Not ship) Fateful rainy night

People protect a woman who is burning her scarf

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fake dating kita to appease his granny

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𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞'𝐬 𝐒𝐚𝐤𝐞

ATSUMU VERSION HERE

pairing: kita x reader (strangers to lovers—fake dating)

genre: fluff

word count: 2k (ty to sunny for beta reading bye it would’ve been 2k words of a mess without her)

summary: kita wants to get away from his granny’s matchmaking, and your idea ends up with you getting involved

kita shinsuke.

he’s a righteous man, he comes into your local convenience store every weekend and buys a drink—maybe a snack on a particularly long day—as he does his granny’s shopping for her.

his smile is warm, it’s the kind that takes up his whole face and crinkles his eyes at the corners, a little tilt to his head as he offers you a greeting when he steps in through the doors. he grabs a bottle of yakult from the fridge, a small weekly indulgence he grants himself, before pulling out a folded piece of paper and starting his routine of hunting for each item aisle by aisle.

and without fail, each time he pays, he has a small conversation with you that you can’t help but wish would last longer. and you’re not sure if you’re imagining things, but it almost seems like he lingers a bit after each payment, something on the cusp of rolling off his tongue. but he stops it every time, offering you a small nod and a quiet “have a nice day” before he’s off.

but today, something seems a bit off as he trudges in.

“good evenin’,” kita nods quietly, a heavy sigh on his lips as he pulls out his list as usual. you smile softly and watch him as he starts at one aisle and slowly moves on to the next, diligently crossing off each item as he places it into his basket.

it’s endearing, in a sense, the way he’s so meticulous even in the smallest of things. he lines up boxes so they’re neatly in a row, he makes sure to click his pen closed after he uses it, and your favorite little quirk of his is the small squint of his eyes when he isn’t quite sure what something on the list is.

you think you’ve learned to read him pretty well, despite only seeing him once a week.

“you ready to pay?” you ask.

“yeah, just about found everythin’ on here. granny’s got some old friends comin’ over for dinner this weekend,” he explains, lining up his groceries in front of you neatly.

“well, that explains all the extra items,” you grin. “thought you were sneaking in some things for yourself,” you tease. his laugh is soft and almost melodic.

“can’t let granny have all the say in the groceries,” he jokes back.

“so, are you going to be there too? during the dinner,” you question as you scan through the items.

“yeah,” he sighs. “think it’s more of a set up ta meet their grandkids, if ‘m bein’ honest. granny’s been on the hunt for me ta find someone ta settle down with,” he mumbles dully. you nod slowly, and he looks you in the eye, almost like he’s waiting for you to react.

“so, granny’s a matchmaker too, it seems,” you offer with a small smile. the corner of your lips barely tilt.

“hmm,” he hums. “don’t think she’s as good as she thinks she is,” he shakes his head—but there’s still a small bit of fondness as he speaks. “i’ll just have ta let ‘er down gently.”

you’re not sure how your next sentence manages to tumble past your lips, but it does. and you almost want to duck under the counter at his shock, but what’s done is done.

“well, you can always just tell her you have someone already, bring someone home with you for the dinner.” kita looks at you with furrowed eyebrows and a confused face before a small chuckle rumbles from his chest.

“got any candidates in mind?” he reaches into his pocket for his wallet, and even with his hard turned to the side, you don’t miss the little glint in his eyes.

“um, probably someone who knows you well,” you mumble.

“someone i see every week?” your cheeks heat up a tad bit as you busy yourself with finishing ringing him up.

“well if they know you well, sure.”

“well, they know my groceries well,” his lips curl into a grin. “ya think that’s enough?”

“technically, in this case i know your granny’s groceries well,” you whisper. he offers you the money in his hands with another chuckle.

“well, ‘s not my usual way of handlin’ things, but i s’pose it’d get her off ma back for a bit. what do ya say?” kita’s smile is infectious, and so is his ability to sway you it seems because the next thing you know, you’re agreeing.

“well, i guess i’m free this weekend,” you sigh.

“perfect,” he grins. and as you hand him his change, he plops it into the tip jar and waves goodbye.

kita brings you to his childhood home sunday evening, dressed in a dark red button down, sleeves rolled midway up his arm. he’s built well, you notice for the first time—it’s a tad bit hard to tell under his usual overalls from farming.

“well, we gotta play as a couple, so i guess i should have ma arm around yer waist,” he mumbles. inhaling sharply, you both stop in front of his door, his arm hovering over your waist as he waits for you to give the okay. you nod meekly and he smiles, wrapping a muscled arm around you and bringing you flush against his chest.

“you sure are taking this seriously,” you observe, and he flashes you a toothy grin.

“it was yer idea, ya know.”

“i didn’t think you’d convince me to be a part of it.” he chuckles as he pulls out his keys, unlocking the front door.

“didn’t take a lot o’ convincin’,” he teases. but he turns to you, eyes soft and sincere as he adds, “but thank ya for doin’ this, i know ‘s not exactly ideal.” your heart hammers a little in your chest when he squeezes you around your middle affectionately.

“oh…of course,” you whisper. before you can say anything else, the front door swings open, revealing an elderly woman who you immediately recognize as his granny. she’s got the same soft eyes as him.

“shin, yer here, and—oh! hello!” she smiles brightly, immediately cupping your cheeks as your eyes widen at the gesture. “i can’t believe my shin’s brought someone home.” his granny is almost buzzing with excitement as she grabs you by the wrist and pulls you into the living room, giving you a bone crushing hug the second you’re in.

“granny, don’t squeeze too hard,” kita chides softly, coming up behind the two of you.

“what’s yer name, dear?” she plants a soft kiss to your forehead as she admires you, hands finding themselves back your cheeks.

“i’m y/n. it’s nice to meet you, ki—shinsuke tells me quite a lot about you,” you catch yourself, switching from his family name to his first quickly. her smile widens considerably as she lets you go.

“oh ya have to tell me how ya both met,” she insists, and once you’ve gotten over the initial shock, you can’t help but smile at the way her eyes light up at the sight of you.

kita pulls you into his chest once more as he speaks up.

“the convenience store yer always sendin’ me off to. y/n’s been ringin’ me up for weeks.” his hand rubs over your hip gently, and as much as it soothes you, it flusters you equally.

“well,” she hums happily. “seems i’ve helped find ya someone after all. i’ll go get the food ready, ya make yerself at home, okay, dear?” and with a nod, you watch as she hurries to the kitchen, humming to herself delighted.

“she’s a bit much sometimes, ‘m sorry,” kita rubs his neck sheepishly. you don’t miss how you’re still in his embrace even after his granny is out of sight.

“that’s okay,” you chuckle. “she’s adorable.” he hums, eyes softening as they look down at you.

“she’s been waitin’ ages for this moment, so she’s pretty darn excited.” and slowly, you both find your faces leaning in towards each other, foreheads pressing lightly. you can see the tiny specks of brown in his eyes from up close, and you have to fight the urge to brush a few strands of hair that stray from his fringe.

“maybe you should spend less time grocery shopping and more time finding someone to settle down with,” you tease, and his grin widens ever so slightly.

“ya got a candidate in mind, again?” shrugging, your hand moves up to lay on his chest, and his other arm circles around you too.

“maybe someone who knows your groceries well.” you’re not entirely sure where the small surge of confidence stems from, but something about the way his arms seem to tighten by the second and his eyes seem to brighten at each quip, you find something about this doesn’t feel so fake.

“well, i’ll have ta remind ya that it’s my granny’s groceries ya know of.”

“i see why your granny wants you to settle down, you can’t even do grocery shopping on your own.” and this time, you do reach up and brush the strands of hair into place, watching as he closes his eyes at the touch.

“i’ve gotten this far,” he hums. you can see the sun start to set from the window, and even though the light pouring in from the windows makes his skin glow, you break your gaze from him to the clock.

“shouldn’t your guests be here soon?” and kita hesitantly looks at the ground for a moment before meeting your eyes, suddenly a tad bit nervous as he clears his throat.

“well…” he trails off for a moment, “told granny i’d bring someone for dinner and she wanted ta get ta know ya better…so…” you raise a brow as he sighs.

“so…?”

“so it’s just us for tonight,” he mumbles, avoiding your gaze. “dinner’s been rescheduled.” you blink at him for a moment before breaking into a fit of giggles. kita stares at you bewildered, a soft blush spreading over his cheeks as you throw your head back while you laugh. he finds he wants to be the cause of that sound much more than he should. “why’re ya laughin’?” he pouts slightly. you pat his cheek in reassurance as you calm down.

“we both really went through circles to get here, huh? next week, take me out on a real date,” you grin, loosely wrapping your arms around his neck. the smile on his face makes him look a tad bit younger, boyish and gleeful as he lets out a chuckle of his own.

“it was yer idea,” he reminds you.

“you went along with it,” you counter. and this time, when he pulls you closer to his chest, kita’s lips are there to greet you too, pressing against yours ever so softly as he sighs into the kiss. your hands trail over his broad chest and shoulders, appreciating the bulkiness he’s developed from his days on the farm. and you both smile into this kiss here and there, he stumbles with you in his arms at one point over the rug, and you wrinkle his shirt where you clutch it in your fist, but it’s still perfect.

“so, looks like my granny can matchmake,” he whispers against your lips. you peck his briefly before smiling.

“i think i should get the credit here. it was my idea.”

“i went along with it,” he pokes your nose. and from the doorway, his granny watches happily as you both lean in and share another kiss.

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Ahhh-!!! Gumi !!!!

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Don't you love me, mommy?

༄ Megumi Fushiguro x Reader

Megumi steals his dad's pretty gf

ㅤ— Warnings. AFAB reader, MDNI, MOMMY KINK, DEGRADATION, edging, dacryphilia, slight size kink too bc he's got toji's genes hehe, creampie, possessive 'Gumi, pussy slaps, unprotected sex, cheating, objectification, age gap mentioned (y/n is of Megumi's age, early 20s and toji in his 40s), spit kink, bita angst ig, mean dom! Megumi :(

ㅤ— Note. This is my toji smut's reverse. Y'all wanted reverse? Y'all get reverse in every sense. And I blame @oikawabreakme and this post here for this idea lmao. Pfft, I'm not even here to see the damage. Have fun finally getting it on queue.

#tags. @manjiken @s-zu

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"What's the matter, mommy?" Your cheek's pressed to the couch, a hand over your flushed face to shield your obvious embarrassment,"Am I too much for you?"

Talented fingers move inside you at a fast pace,"'Gumi, sto-ah!" You can't even finish your sentence because the dark haired man above you is curving his fingers, the pads of his index and middle fingers nudging at your sweet spot,"Please," You beg as you feel him press his thumb on your clit. Your arm's yanked away, exposing your heated face to your boyfriend's son,"Please what?" A snicker brushes against your lips before a teasing kiss lands on your panting mouth.

His tongue is shoved inside your wet cavern, tangling yours up in a tango. Wrist flicking harshly on your pussy had you pouring muffled cries in the kiss. Megumi moans against your lips at how good you feel wrapped around tight on his fingers. His deadbeat old man didn't deserve this pussy, he didn't deserve you.

His thumb rubs smooth eights on your nub while his digits plunge inside you with vigour. Breaking the kiss, Megumi rests his wet lips on your jaw, breath moist on your skin, "Ya' want me to stop?"

Before you process his words, he's pulling his fingers out with a wet 'pop'. A breathy chuckle hangs in the room following your whine,"'Gumi," He loves how you seem confused like you can't decide. To him, there's nothing to decide, he's the better man for you, not his fucking father. And he's gonna drill that into your mind, even if he has to fuck your brains out before that.

"Just fuckin' saying my name like that," His palm lands roughly on your fluttering cunt, you crying out because of the slap and he smirks,"And yet you chose him." Dark eyes filled with unbridled hatred stare down at you,"Over me." He spat, malice intertwined with hurt in his voice. Your eyes fluttered, lips parting to tell him how you had pinned for him since you both were in Tokyo High but he never showed any interest. So, when you met his father at an unexpected jeopardy of a mission-"I only chose him 'cause-" But he doesn't want an explanation.

"Yeah? You wanna be a whore for my father?" His fingers press on your jaw. Bruising. Punishing,"Then I'll treat you like one." Mouth crashing on yours in a rough kiss, all teeth and tongue. He bit your plump lower lip. Hard. You tasted metal at the tip of your tongue. His eyes spoke for him,'I want to hurt you. Feel my pain.'

You're breathing hard from the intensity of the kiss when he delivered another slap to your pussy. With a yelp, your legs sandwiched his arm. A grin spreads on his lips, expression borderline sadistic when your eyes squeeze shut and you turn your face to the side,"Aw mommy, did that hurt?"

You sob out an unintelligible murmur for response. You don't even recall how you ended up under your boyfriend's son, on his couch, clothes thrown across the room- probably ripped. You were supposed to have dinner at some fancy restaurant Toji was taking you to tonight. It's not uncommon for him to pamper you like this. He'd usually take you out after he gets a job done. His job's dirty but pays well. Yet you're here, almost cumming on his son's- your long time crush's- fingers,"Speak up, whore."

"Yes, Megumi!" Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes from humiliation,"Then apologize," His hand wretched from between your legs only to be replaced by his cock. Slapping the cock head against your sensitive entrance, he chuckled,"You want it?" The tip hit your wet folds with a squelch,"You want my cock?" Your hands are around his neck, holding onto his body like your life depends on it,"Yes, please."

"Then apologize for choosing that old man when you coulda' done better." You can't help but notice how his eyes remind you of Toji's, the same green hue, while it had been the opposite when you first kissed the older man.

"'M sorry, 'Gumi." Your whimper doesn't satisfy him,"Not good 'nough." Another cock slap on your sensitive pussy and you're wailing, babbling,"Please, Megumi, I'm so sorry," He laughs, breathy and bitter,"Beg like the little whore you are, c'mon, mommy." You wanted him to stop calling you that but it's weirdly arousing, you don't understand why your cunt clenched at the title from his lips. But you had wanted your first time with Megumi to be sweet, for him to moan your name while you tell him how you love him- have loved him since forever.

"Sorry, 'Gumi, 'm sorry for being a whore n' choosing your dad,"

"Yeah, good enough for me," He sneered, thrusting inside you and bottoming out with one deep stroke. A scream tore through your lips, back arching off the couch. He might not be as huge as his dad but he's long, stretching you just right.

Megumi marveled as your breasts pressed to his chest and oh, he felt like he's gonna cum right now because you were squeezing his leaky cock so nicely,"Ah fuck," Pulling out till just his tip was breaching your entrance, he pushed in roughly, with a punishing pace at that,"He's been having this every night, eh?" Head thrown back, your toes curl at the sting when he talks about you like you're just an object,"Well, this pussy's mine now." Grabbing your jaw, he brings your face to his,"Open your mouth." He delivers a deep thrust when you fail to comply. Your jaw slackens in a loud yelp. Eyes shoot open when you feel a large drop of liquid wet your tongue with a soft thud,"Swallow." Megumi warned,"You're mine now." He jeers when you swallow his spit.

The drag of his cock is slow and deep against your walls first, a tantalizing pace that made you go mad,"Faster please," Your legs wrap around his waist and pull him in deeper, holding him close,"Yeah?" Spreading your thighs open, he drills into your pussy,"You asked for this." Your nails dig on his shoulders and back, drawing blood as a purchase of how he's jackhammering inside you, hitting your spot again and again. Cries and grunts fill the room, the couch scratching, creaking on the floor from his force. A hand squeezes your breast harshly, teeth clamping down on the other. Your walls tighten from the pain, and you feel the veins running along his cock pulse inside you.

You're gonna cum and he can tell from how your breathing picked up and how you're thrashing under him. So he stopped his pounding, grinding his hips in circles against yours, cock twitching deep but not deep enough to press against the rough patch inside you. You hiccup, whimpering in denial and try to buck up into him but Megumi's bigger hands hold down your hips firmly,"Fuck, take it." Spurts of warm ropes shoot inside you as he thrusts lightly with shallow bucks of his hips,"Take it all," Pulling out, Megumi watches in amusement as your cunt clenched around empty air, his cum pouring out, dripping down your ass and making a mess on the couch.

"Need you," Your sob breaks his trance. Glancing at your tear stained face, he feels a pang of guilt in his chest,"'Gumi, please, need to cum," His hand finds your ruined hole, fingers brushing lightly over the wet folds as he watched you squirm,"Yeah?" Thumb fiddling at your clit, he watched every reaction of yours,"Then beg like the good little whore you are."

Pleas bleed through your lips before he's plunging two of his fingers inside your pussy,"That's right," Digits ram against your spot as he fucks his seed deeper inside you,"You're just a whore who's only good for being a toy." His words hurt, you bit your lip to keep your sobs in- unsure about what your tears are of, his words or his actions. When he kisses you, it starts out rough like everything he's doing to you but turns passionate by the end, fingers burying knuckles deep within you,"Don't you love me, mommy?" There's still a tone of condescension but the desire of approval, the desperation didn't go unnoticed by you,"Yes," You breathe against his lips,"I love you, 'Gumi."

"Then cum for me, y/n." Your heart fluttered at the mention of your name, cunt gushing on his hand. The hint of adoration in his green eyes was gone as soon as it had appeared,"What a filthy slut ya' are, mommy." Megumi holds up his hand, drenched in the mixture of his and your cum,"Clean it up for me, will ya'?" Not a question. Even if he phrased it like one. Because he's shoving two of his digits past your lips. Your tongue swipes around the pads of his fingers, tasting the sweet tang.

Your phone ringing had his attention,"Would you look at that," Megumi snarls, pulling his fingers out of your mouth,"It's your boyfriend." Lips press against yours, possessively,"Dear ol' dad."

Your hands push at his chest lightly,"What? You still wanna go back to him?" The anger fades to a taunting smirk,"With my cum dripping down your thighs?"

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THIS POST IS NSFW! Minors do not interact or I'll bite.

warnings: bimbo reader. oral (reader receiving), mentions of bimbo reader being a lil too easy to fuck <3

Iwaizumi heard a lot about you.

The pretty little thing, the one with a clueless gaze in her eyes, walking around the campus with your skimpy skirts and tight blouses, shining a dumb smile.

He heard a lot about you- how good you are is a common talk around the campus, boys can't hold their laughter when you pass by them, elbowing each other, to give courage to go up to you, you're so dumb, anyway, you won't give them a hard time. He's heard so many stories about you, how tight you are when you get slapped across your face, how pretty you look when you're choking on some cock, how easy it is to have you on your knees or your face pushed into a mattress.

But he wonders why he never heard anyone talk about how ruined you look when you're sitting on someone's face.

"Iwaizumi-san, please!" You beg, your dainty fingers curling in his locks of brown hair, you feel him smile against your pussy. "Please 's too much, too much!"

But you just keep pushing yourself even more on his face, almost giving him no room to breathe, though he doesn't mind, breathing is the last thing he has in mind. "Iwaizumi-san!" You call out for him again, your thighs shake around his head, you're pulling hard on his hair.

He's making you feel so good- so good, you think you might pass out. The overwhelming feeling has you feeling dizzy but you can't stop humping his pretty face, needing more of his tongue, a feeling so foreign but so good, you can't believe you never felt it before.

"I'm gonna- please, please I'm gonna-"

You can't even hold it back as you're cumming for yet another time right on his face, your whole body shaking on top of him so much he thinks you might topple over like a mindless little doll.

"Fuck, baby," he laughs as he pulls away from under you, your gaze flutters when you see his tongue darting out to collect more of your cum on his face, "you taste so damn good."

"Nnh-" You whimper shakily, "d-don't say that."

Your hair damp with sweat, face shining with tears and drool, Iwaizumi thinks he might just go right back between your thighs. "It's true, pretty girl," he laughs at the embarrassed pout you give him, "you feel so good sitting on my face."

"Felt- felt good." You manage to whisper, you look ungodly between his sheets, sheets now ruined with your cum, you look even dumber than you were before, and all that just by his tongue.

Iwaizumi can't believe he's the first one to eat you out.

You were so eager to give him anything he wanted, was on your knees waiting for the man, waiting to be manhandled as you always are whenever anyone has their hands on your tits, it was so cute to see you confused when he had instead pushed you on the bed, nudging your legs apart to plant a kiss on your pretty panties.

"What- what are you doing, Iwaizumi-san?"

And it was so damn adorable to find a wet patch forming on them, too, when he gave you a lopsided smirk in answer; green eyes glinting with amusement, a brow quirking up in question. "Gotta get you ready first, doll."

"Get me ready?" You looked so lost, you really were as pretty as they said you were, after all.l, whimpering even only when he peeled your panties off, his hot breath against your pussy, "b-but... not with your fingers?"

"I can do that," he had shrugged, "but why should I pass on tasting a pretty pussy?"

The way you had whimpered so needily at that, your head falling back on the bed, squirming under his hold- fuck. "Have you never been eaten out?"

For the first time since ehe had approached you that night, Iwaizumi looked surprised. "Did no one ever taste you, doll?"

"N-ah- no."

"Fuck."

Maybe you shouldn't have given that answer, you think, because the moment you had done, Iwaizumi had made it his mission to make you cum as many times as you could on just his tongue.

"Come on, baby," he says, pulling you back upright, giving you support from your back as your body can't move by yourself anymore, "give me one more."

You had lost count on the amount of times you had came on him, and even when you couldn't sit upright anymore, his hands digging in your hips held you there. "Can't have enough of you, pretty girl," he spoke from beneath you, feels your pussy flutter against his lips, "can't wait to fuck into this pussy."

"F-ah, Iwaizumi-san! It feels-" you couldn't even breathe from all the pleasure you were feeling, making you feel dizzy, every thought ripped out of your pretty little mind other than the man you were sitting on his face on. "Feels good!"

Maybe it's a little cruel, as you're reduced to a ragdoll at this point, but you look irresistible with your skirt hiked up around your waist, blouse ripped open for his gaze, still shaking from all the times he made you cum.

"I can't!" You cry, your body falling limp, head lolling on his chest and resting there. You hot breaths fan against his bare skin, his cock jumping in his pants. "I never came this many times before."

"You haven't?" He laughs, the sound making you squirm against his body, "did no one ever make you cum so much?"

"No," you whimper, "they make me make them cum, instead."

He guessed as much, college boys can be too selfish most of the time, but it's still a surprise to hear it coming from your lips. And Iwaizumi will never understand why anyone would want to miss out on how fucking amazing you look right now, limp and snuggled against his body, holding onto him as you'll fall back on the bed if you don't.

"Wanna make you feel good, Iwaizumi-san," you speak between your breaths. "I'm good at it."

Your hand starts to move on his thigh, slowly making its way to his leaking hard cock tenting under his pants. "I'm sure you are, doll," he tells you, "one more, baby, give me one more and I'll fuck you, okay?"

You can't say no to that, he knows, he's been aware of your eyes always falling down lower on his pants whenever you have the chance, he can see the way you lick your lips excitedly.

And you're a good girl, a good girl that does anything to make him happy, aren't you?

This is so hot please-!

EEKKK!!!<33

Be a good pet

ㅤ — Characters: Gojo, Geto, Nobara, Maki, Megumi, Yuji.

Mha version.

ㅤ — Warnings. AFAB hybrid reader, All characters are aged up to 21+, edging, fingering, Gojo and Geto being menaces, one spank, creampie, cervix fucking, overstim, sex toys (vibrator, strap on), oral (f. Receiving), thigh riding, mommy kink, praise kink, very little degradation bc of geto.

ㅤ— minors don’t interact.

— Note. Lmao I ran outta ideas for the title. Anyway, thank @drakendme for this bc we were having a hybrids convo last night.

#Tags. @manjiken @s-zu (cmon, bark for Suguru now), @screechingmelon @yuujispinkhair @fiftyshadesofpurple

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Satoru Gojo

Being Satoru's bunny is nice. He pampers you, spoils you rotten. But he's a brat himself and you gotta deal with his shenanigans with a pout. Because if you give him the cold shoulder, he's gonna punish you. Smh, Satoru's probably the brattiest dom if I've ever seen one.

"Why don't ya' show your master how much you missed him, hmm, little bunny?" Shoving you in the mattress, his hands are all over you, nose nudging at your sensitive ears and fingers cradling your tail. Your thighs wrap around his waist, his touches having riled you up,"Missed you so much, 'toru, need you inside me."

The bastard grins, he's back from a mission abroad yet he's got just enough patience to tease and watch you squirm,"That so, bunny?" His fingers play with your folds before thrusting knuckles deep the very next moment,"Oh, you're already wet," Moving his digits inside you, Satoru marvels at the warm spongy tightness. Your ear is being pinched by his other hand while his mouth crashes on yours, tongue pushing past your lips. He tastes of chocolate, probably was eating some on his way home,"Brought you some too, don't worry." His chuckle is drowned by your moan because his long fingers found your sweet spot already, relentlessly knocking against it till you're thrashing under him,"Gunna cum, master."

But his fingers are pulling out of your tight walls,"Shh," He soothes you with mock sympathy,"Oh you naive lil' bunny." Satoru's cock rests heavy on your empty entrance, teasing, tempting yet not making any moves to ease your ache,"Did ya' really think I'd let you cum on anything but my cock?"

Suguru Geto

Oh you poor little thing. Suguru loves you, he does, he adores his little puppy. Even if you're always annoying him while he's got meetings to attend. So he's got you here, impailed on his cock while he speaks to his followers with a smile on his face. Your legs tremble from trying to stay still because if you disboey, he's gonna punish you even more,"Stop squirming, puppy." Suguru's voice is sickeningly sweet, a gentle coo as his lips brush against your ear. You'd apologize but you know that if you open your mouth, only whimpers will let loose,"And stay quiet unless you want them to know," His thumb traced your jawline, black eyes latched onto how your teeth clamp down on your lower lip in an attempt to bite back any moan,"That your slutty puppy cunt is stretched out by my cock right now." Your hands are balled on his kimono,"Or do you want them to know how you're dripping, makin' a mess of my clothes, hmm?" You can't help it, your hips grind down on his, a pathetic soft cry escaping through your swollen lips,"What a bad puppy you been, y/n." He turned your face to his, kissing your lips softly.

Which is a direct contrast to how he's treating you now, at night, bending you over, face pushed down on the bed as he pounds into your spasming pussy,"Ah, I can never get enough of this cunt," His mouth if filthy, black hair sticking to his sweaty skin. Large hands grip your ass, parting your cheeks to watch as his cock disappears inside you. Muffled pleas make him laugh,"What's that, puppy?" A slap lands heavy on your ass, sting setting your nerves alight,"Speak up, can't hear ya' over your cunt drooling for my cock." His mean commentary only suffices in making you clench harder. With a hard thrust, the cock head is kissing at your cervix opening, pulling loud wails from you.

"Fuck," Your master is cumming, deep inside you, unable to handle your tight pussy anymore, cursing when he's got to pull out because he can feel your orgasm about to hit. Panting, he relishes in your whines as you try to push your hips back at his. Suguru watches as his cum dribbles down your thighs and your fluttering cunt begging for a release,"Disobedient little puppies don't get ta' cum."

Nobara Kugisaki

Y'all know right that she's a cat person? So imagine Nobara with a cute little kitten. She'd adore you, stealing kisses and groping your breasts from behind before hugging you tightly,"Hey kitty," She'd purr into your neck, breathing in your scent.

Then there are times when she's hovering over you as you writh on the bed, sharp claws leaving red lines on her shoulders and back, wherever you can scratch. Because the strap on she's wearing is rearranging your guts. Oh and the vibrator her fingers are pressing to your pretty little clit, turned up to the highest setting isn't helping at all.

"Too much for my kitten?" Her eyebrows would furrow in faux concern when you'd cry and nod with a small "yes". But then she'd just go faster, even if you've cum twice already. Nobara loves to overstim her kitten till you're a heaving mess, tears running down your pretty face and chest moving up and down because your mind can't process the amount of pleasure your body's receiving,"One more for me," She says right after you gush around the her strap on, wetting the vibrator and her hand in the process,"Can't, please." You sob.

"Yeah you can."

Maki Zenin

Maki got a dumb little bunny, who can't do anything but hump her leg and nuzzle her face into her neck. Her hands would hold your waist, trying to slow down your erratic movements but eventually she'd give up. Moving her fingers to your tail and giving it a light tug instead.

The moan you let out with your lips presses to her throat is enough to make her pussy clench. Maki's hand plays with your ears as you bounce on her thigh,"Mommy, I'm close, so close,"

"Then go ahead and cream on my thigh, little bunny." Her voice is strained, bordering on a moan because she can feel you drip on her skin and your tongue hot on her neck. Her hands cup your breasts and with one pinch at your sensitive nipples, you're crying out her name, cumming on her thigh.

A few seconds later, Maki is pushing you down on the floor, between her legs,"Won't you be a good bunny and take care of mommy?" Before you can nod, she's shoving your face against her pussy, moaning when you use your tongue just right,"Ah that's right, you're mommy's dumb lil' bunny."

Megumi Fushiguro

So, Megumi's a dog person. Obviously he's getting a puppy girl. A sweet puppy who's so obedient for him. Always so eager so serve but all Megumi wants to do is make you feel good. Which is why he's spending hours downtown, tongue swiping around your slit with vigour as your thighs muffle out any other sound by sandwiching his head.

He can't stop even when you're crying, tugging at his dark locks. That only manages to make him groan against your pussy. Tongue flicking up to your clit before he's nibbling on it,"Megumi, gonna cum-"

"Again?" Blue eyes look up at you from under his lashes. His mouth is off you in an instant. Before you can whine in protest, your dark haired owner is sliding his hard cock inside. The sudden stretch makes your toes curl, the band snapping inside your belly. His fingers rub at your ears, smiling when they twitch under his touch,"Not done with you yet, puppy."

Yuji Itadori

Yeah, he's a himbo. I'mma elaborate. Yuji with a puppy girl. He matches her vibes, kay? He loves her so much that he can never deny anything she asks from him.

"Yuji, more." He's been at it for so long now that he's lost track of time. His swollen cock pushing in and out of her gummy walls,"Please," Bracing his hands on each side of your head, he's obeying your command, going deeper till he's reached your cervix,"Ah, cumming, puppy-" Your legs wrap around his waist, holding him close as he pours hot ropes in your slick walls. Your tail wags underneath, brushing against his knees as you cum with him, milking him for all he's worth. But he's not done yet. Drunk on the feel of your pussy, he's thrusting again, wet slaps fill the room and you're sure the sheets have a wet patch too.

"Oh, puppy, your pussy feels so good," Brown eyes hidden away under heavy lids, he whimpers above you. Each thrust courses through your overestimated nerves and your back arches up, breasts pressing taut against his broad chest,"You feel so good," His balls slap on your ass with every move. Tears prick at both your eyes, yet he can't stop. Through your post orgasmic haze and stimulation for another relapsing, you can't decide if you wanna push him away or pull him closer. But your mouth has a mind of its own,"Yuji, feels s'good, please, more." Who's he to not indulge his dumb little puppy?

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