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I made a cum tribute jar for u but I'm too shy so I'll just stay anon😁😁😁

oh ok 🥰🥰

suffocate 🩸

18+ mdni; gn!reader

toji has an oral fixation.

oh, how he loves having his mouth on you. it's one of his favourite pasttimes; no matter whether it's making out and sucking on your tongue, or trailing his scarred lips over the side of your neck, pressing warm kisses against your jaw and pulse point like it's the only thing he knows. he loves having his mouth on your nipples, too. wrapping his lips around the sensitive bud and watch you arch into him while he plays with the other. he loves littering your chest with hickeys and he loves watching them bloom. his marks on you, from his mouth – it drives him wild. and last but not least – he loves giving you head. slobbering all over you, covering you in his saliva as he tries to devour you whole. feeling you cum on his tongue? absolutely nothing can compare to the sensation of that. nothing.

he loves the way you taste, he loves the way you sound, he loves the way you writhe under his burning touch. you're sweeter than anything else he's ever had and he simply can't get enough of you. he'll have you in every way he can, in every way you'll let him.

toji also loves sucking on your fingers.

of course, he'd be a little (read: very) ashamed to admit that out loud, but that doesn't mean he doesn't like it. there's just something so freeing in the way you let him melt into you, the way you don't tease him for wanting to let go. he wants to feel good, too. he wants to give up the power and just feel.

it is new to him though; you were always the one with his fingers in your mouth, so having the roles reversed, toji does feel a little small. in the best way possible.

having you on top of him, sitting perfectly on his stomach with your one hand firmly on his chest and the other caressing his face, toji can't help but feel himself twitch in his sweats. his mouth salivates at the sight of your cunning little smile and the twinkle in your eyes as you purr about how good he looks under you. he doesn't argue.

the tips of his ears burn and his adam's apple bobs, feeling your fingers tracing over the scar on his lips. his hands hold onto your waist like you're about to take flight, his strong grasp bruising your soft skin, making you let out a quiet moan. toji's hips buck upward and he watches your smile widen.

"open up, baby..."

your voice might also just kill him. it's sultry and still brimming with love, you're gentle and just a tad bit teasing – it's the perfect combination. toji's lips part without an objection, his mossy green eyes glued to yours as they do the same.

you push two fingers in and hum at the overwhelming warmth that envelops them immediately. toji's chest rumbles with a groan of his own at the way you run them over the sharp edges of his canines. leaving yourself a little closer to them, you place a kiss to his cheek while holding your fingers to his tongue, pressing it down as you slide them further into his mouth. toji holds back a gag and lets his eyes fall shut; your scent fills his nostrils and the way you're now nuzzling your face into his is not making any of this any less erotic.

finally toji's lips close properly around your fingers and he feels you smile against his skin. and then he feels your hips grinding ever-so-slightly on his stomach and now he really feels like he's losing his mind. you're all over him, but what gets him the most is that none of this is the usual 'sex stuff'. he's always been open to experimenting, he's willing to try just about anything you'd ever want to with a few eyelash flutters and a few pretty 'please's', but this? this is something else.

for starters, you're both still fully clothed. clad in your most basic pyjama, you're making him more turned on than he's ever been. and he's just so, so used to be the one in control, to be the one on the top – so submitting to you feels foreign, but so fucking good. you're making him discover things about himself that he never could've even dreamt about. him sucking on your fingers while you're humping his abs? oh, you'll kill him one day for sure.

but he's not complaining.

his tongue swivels around your two fingers as he begins to push and pull your hips to help you grind against him. you lick the side of his face, covering him in your saliva before pulling back just a little to look at him. below you, with your fingers in your mouth – he looks fucking extraordinary. you feel over the moon about the fact that he feels comfortable enough with you to let you have your way with him. you're utterly thankful for the glorious sight and you will most certainly reward him for it as well.

there's a soft squelch when toji hollows his cheeks and sucks on your digits. a sickeningly sweet coo spills from your lips and his eyes crack open; your gazes meet and you swear his whole body twitches under you. his hold on you gets tighter, his fingers sinking in deeper and you can't help but wonder how big of a mess he might be making in his sweats.

spit makes his lips glisten under the light emitting from the tv; shadows of the long forgotten movie dance on his skin, the whispers getting muffled by the sounds that he keeps making. he doesn't feel as embarrassed anymore, slowly succumbing to the hazy feeling in his head. he's addicted, he wants more and more and more.

and as if on cue, you force your fingers deeper down his throat once more, eyes set on the way his own roll right back into his head. his head dips forward, sinking into the pillow behind him and giving you the most beautiful view of his blooming neck. you're matching – he marks you up and you do the same. it's love.

pulling your fingers with a 'pop', a whine slips from toji but before he can really complain about it, you press your mouth to his. your lips smack together as you cradle his face with your spit-covered hand, tugging him closer and closer. his big arms wrap around your middle as he pulls you flush to him, moaning into your mouth when you decide to suck on his tongue in turn.

he can taste your desire, the need to make him feel good and to take care of him as you push yourself further into him. toji feels like he's about to explode. he wants to kiss, he wants to feel your fingers again, he wants to make you cum, he wants to make love to you.

hovering just above his face, you bring your hand back to his mouth and grant him his wish. he doesn't need to say it out loud, you know exactly what he wants and what he needs. slipping your index and your middle finger between his lips, you both groan at the feeling.

you give him a smile and butterflies bloom in his belly. you give him a peck while still having your fingers in your mouth and cum seeps through his sweats.

toji fushiguro is a weak, weak man and you have him wrapped around your pretty little fingers.

literally.

no voy a acabar a ese Ace porque me niego a hacerle las manos bien al cabo ni se anato- bai

Marathon Sex

Warning: Marathon sex, tons of cumming, tons of orgasms, doggy and mating press, squirting, breeding

Oh god, this was it. You were going to die. You were going to die because he can't stop fucking you.

You don't know what's happening, you couldn't even tell someone your own name if they asked. Your grip on the sheets was starting to get loose, tears flowing down to your cheeks, mouth hanging open with drool pooling on the sheets as you were already fucked out of your mind.

"Come on baby just keep your legs on my shoulders. Can you do that for me?" His breath is hot against your ear. "F-fuck please" he says through a groan. If you weren't so fucked out of your mind you would think that he was actually begging. And you were right. He isn't a whimpering man but here he is, voice cracking from the vice grip your cunt

You are too dumb to reply, only spurting outcries and whines about how good he was fucking you. He snapped his hips so fast that everything seemed like a dream, the bed was shaking immensely with the headboard banging on the wall and you were losing your mind from the friction of his dick against your walls. How long have you been in this mating press? How many times have you cummed? How many times has he cummed in you?

"Wanna fuck you every day," he grunts out, pumping into you, the length and level of his arousal brutal. "fuck fuck fuck," he swears, as he brings a hand to the back of your head and presses your lips onto his. Your so dazed you practically drool into the kiss, letting him entangle his tongue with yours until spit smeared on either side of your lips. He doesn’t slow the movement for a second as he kisses you, giving you full, hard thrusts, your breasts bouncing from the brutality.

Suddenly, it hits you. Like an ignition of fire your brain goes white and you feel yourself ascend to euphoria.

“You gonna cum baby?" he coos into your hear, pressing light kisses on the hollow of your neck. "fuck, cum for me baby, please, cum on me." His hand flew between your bodies to rapidly rub your clit back and forth, hurtling you towards your orgasm. Your pussy tightens so hard around his cock that he nearly has to stop his thrusts. Your mouth grows lax as you feel yourself splitting in two, coming with his cock buried deep inside you. 

“That’s it,” He fucks you through your orgasm, pouring every ounce of his strength into chasing his own high. His thrusts became sloppy, hips stuttering before he stilled his hips flushed against yours, burying himself in your creamy cunny.

“Fuck fuck fuck FUCK!”

His grip tightened significantly, a loud moan of your name slipping from his lips as his own orgasm washed over him, coming so hard he sees white. But he's not done.

Before you could recover, he rolls you onto your back, in doggy, and slips into you. After the first thrust he has to hold still for a second, knowing that if he kept moving, if he gave himself up to the exquisite tightness, the heat, he would burst inside you again. But the moment of rest only lasts for a second. He resumes his brutal pace, pumping himself in and out of you.

You are wetter then ever down there, there is no longer friction only the mind-numbing pleasure of his tip hitting your cervix again and again.

There is no warning when he cums inside you again, you only know when you feel his cum drip down your thigh.

"Feel so good, you feel so good baby."

You're in heaven right now. Your mind has gone to a different space detached from this world. Every time he pushes into you, this tip of his dick rubbed perfectly against the gummy spot in you that made your whole body shake.

“Fuckkkk… I’ll fill you up, make you a mommy, you’d like that wouldn’t you… shit.”

All you can do is dumbly nod as you felt the crescendo of your euphoria building and building. It was so hot, your skin was radiating heat and before you could say anything you were tumbling toward the end faster then you could put a stop to it.

“S’feels weird~” you babble, too fucked dumb to properly pronunciate words.

“Oh yeah? What does it feel like?” He coos, grabbing either side of your hips harder to fuck himself into you from your behind.

“Like m’gonna pee I don’t-hah-” something was pressing down on your stomach and it was overtaking your body; too fast to put a stop to it. You started to shake, abdomen clenching and mouth going into the lock jaw, tongue rolling out as you squirted clear juices everywhere.

“Oh f- good girl" He says through a groan, not stopping for a second as your pussy fluttered and clenched around him.

GOJO, GETO, TOJI, SUKUNA, NANAMI, CHOSO, SANAMI, TENGEN, BOKUTO, KUROO, ATSUMU, OIKAWA, SHIGARAKI, DABI

ugh thinking of mean daddy nanami again :( thinking of him choking you a little too long just to scare you into behaving or bringing out a knife to watch you cry and shake, spankings only worked so much and you were a brat again so he mixes anything he can think of to punish you, he misses his sweet little girl

YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH

tw.pain(al) ➽──────────────❥ tw.sadism

Daddy!Nanami getting rock hard just from choking you to the point that your eyes widen in fear. If he just pressed in a little harder your fucking neck could snap in his hands like a popsicle stick. He wouldn’t, but it makes him feral to know how much pain he could inflict on you with such little effort.

Daddy!Nanami starting to use allllllll kinda of punishments because spanking seem too be to soft for you, you enjoy his hands beating against your ass a little too much. He has paddles and whips and chokers and rigs to hang you from the fucking ceiling in his bedroom by your hair. Anything to get you right up to that line where you’re truly scared. He traces your curves with the sharp edge of a big fucking knife so he can watch your poor little body recoil.

Daddy!Nanami using good ole fashioned painal to get you to cry because spankings are too gentle for a beat like you. Spitting on your little hole and making you take him with no prep so that he can hear you scream as loud as your lugs allow. ૮꒰ྀི∩˃ ᵕ ˂∩꒱ྀི১

Age gap

DILF Toji x F!Reader

A/n: Idk why this took me so long, hope you guys enjoy though!

Warnings: Age gap, sub space, cum kink, breeding kink, belly bulge, manipulation, rough sex, nipple play, fingering

Synopsis: In which you have a crush on your best friends dad.

Check out my most recent fic: Teachers pet (Professor!Toji x Student! Reader)

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You know it’s wrong.

The twist in your gut when ever he gets too close tells you so. That it’s fucked up that you, barley old enough to be called an adult, has the hots for your best friend 38ish old dad, Toji fushiguro.

So of course you deny it. You ignore the giddy feeling in your stomach when ever your hanging out with megumi at his house and Toji smiles at you. You tell your self that the feeling will go away, but the thing is, it doesn’t. Not even now, as you stand in front of the fushiguro house, waiting for someone to answer the door bell.

Your heart jumps when the door finally opens, and your greeted with the towering sight of the man you were secretly hoping to see.

“Oh y/n, what brings you here?”

Viridescent eyes gaze into you, making you feel small and igniting a swarm of butterflies in your stomach.

“Hey Mr. fushiguro, I was just-”

“Please I told you time and time again, toji is fine.”

“Oh…” you hesitate, the word feeling foreign on your lips. “Um ok, uh, T-toji, um I’m just here to pick up something I left from last time I slept here.”

You fiddle with the hem of your skirt, shifting your weight from one foot to another.

“I see, what did you leave? If you tell me I can grab it for you.”

“NO!” Your voice comes out louder then expected, taking the grown man by surprise. “I mean uh, it’s ok it will be better if I just go up there and look for it, faster.”

Toji quirks a brow and you blush “ok then fine by me.” He moves out of the way so you can walk in and you smile.

“Thank you! I’ll be quick.”

As fast as you can, you walk up the stairs to megumis room; the path to in which you had already memorized from being her so often. Immediately, you get to work, getting on your knees and crawling all over the floor to find your stuff.

So what exactly was it that you were looking for? Well, it was your panties. Somehow they escaped your bag the last time you were sleeping over and megumi was away and unable to bring it back.

“Come on where is it….” You mumble to your self. “Where did that porcupine put it.”

Your too absorbed in your own actions to notice the door open or hear the foot steps behind you. Only when you hear the sound of a throat being cleared did you turn around.

“This what your looking for sweet heart?”

Your eyes widen at the pet name, and as if that weren’t bad enough, a full on blush washed over your face when you realized what toji was holding around his finger. It was your frilly pink panties.

“Are you fucking kidding me,” you whisper, shamefully making your way to Toji who has a large grin on his face. “Thank you” you managed to squeak before snatching the cloth and putting it in your pocket.

“Your very welcome y/n.”

God why is his voice so sexy

“Um I think it’s best if I get going….” You trail off, glancing at the door, but Toji blocked it.

“Not so fast, havent you taken a look outside? It just started pouring, and it will be dangerous if I let you go home now.”

You look toward the window and low and behold he was right, it was not only pouring but windy as fuck. Where the gods trying to test you or something?

“Oh uh I’m sure it will be fine….” You mumble. There was no way you could stay here, alone, with your best friend hot dad who you were head over heels for. Who knows what embarrassing things you’d do or say. But at the same time some part of your brain was screaming at this opportunity because, you would be alone, with your best friends hot dad who you were head and over heels for.

“Nonsense. You’ll stay here until the rain stops. Come down stairs and I’ll give you some pajamas to change into.”

When you nod, a wide grin spreads at on tojis lips, like he just caught you in a trap or something. But you mentally slap yourself for thinking that. Surely he must have all good intentions.

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MDNI *MINORS DO NOT INTERACT*

choso and riding that man religiously

Imagine him biting his lip, holding back a choked moan as you sink onto him, the pleasure clouding his blown out pupils as he gazes up at you with those dark brown eyes.

Him under you, his abs tensed up as you place a hand over his lower stomach, moving yourself up before slamming back down— the gasp he lets out— imagine the amount of pleasure in his sensitive cock snug in your warm walls, balls deep. He feels like he’s died and gone to heaven. And you’re god.

He pants, huffing, groaning, and he can’t stop making those noises. This is a religious experience for him. The amount of pleasure coursing through his body makes him shake and grunt, his pale skin covered in a sheen of hot sweat, and he can’t help rutting up into you with a look of both pain and pleasure painted on his expression as he cups your face to kiss you, completely enamored by you.

And then he remembers that this is how children are made— he’ll grab your hips and begin bouncing you up and down like a madman— engrossed in the fantasy in his head, of having a child with you. He sees the future: your swollen, pregnant belly with his tender touch, hand atop your bump. And he imagines running in the park with your kid as you watch. He cums so fucking hard, thrusting hard into you before slamming you down with his big, muscled arms, just as he thrusts up— and he empties himself deep into your body, his eyes rolling into his head as he chants your name along with “Yes, yes, my love, mmmfuuu—“

To be continued cause I gtg now

MDNI *MINORS DO NOT INTERACT*

choso and riding that man religiously

Imagine him biting his lip, holding back a choked moan as you sink onto him, the pleasure clouding his blown out pupils as he gazes up at you with those dark brown eyes.

Him under you, his abs tensed up as you place a hand over his lower stomach, moving yourself up before slamming back down— the gasp he lets out— imagine the amount of pleasure in his sensitive cock snug in your warm walls, balls deep. He feels like he’s died and gone to heaven. And you’re god.

He pants, huffing, groaning, and he can’t stop making those noises. This is a religious experience for him. The amount of pleasure coursing through his body makes him shake and grunt, his pale skin covered in a sheen of hot sweat, and he can’t help rutting up into you with a look of both pain and pleasure painted on his expression as he cups your face to kiss you, completely enamored by you.

And then he remembers that this is how children are made— he’ll grab your hips and begin bouncing you up and down like a madman— engrossed in the fantasy in his head, of having a child with you. He sees the future: your swollen, pregnant belly with his tender touch, hand atop your bump. And he imagines running in the park with your kid as you watch. He cums so fucking hard, thrusting hard into you before slamming you down with his big, muscled arms, just as he thrusts up— and he empties himself deep into your body, his eyes rolling into his head as he chants your name along with “Yes, yes, my love, mmmfuuu—“

To be continued cause I gtg now

i just wanted to draw a pretty, pink guy

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Yes please

Trigger Warnings : Sexual Content/Pet play?

💚Imagine a plant twice your size..the earth trembling under it's feet..grabbing you up in it's fuzzy vines just to go primal on you..like the first piece of human it's ever seen. To boot,you came from a con,dressed as a cat. Slathered in it's numbing drool as your meat cave gets obliterated by the plant's happily blossoming whip like peens that have hungered for human tail for millennia..behind swollen and also numb from being whacked by it's leafy hands,your eyes teary from it pulling your kitty collar maniacally.

The tables have turned..tangled in it's vines. It obviously wanted to keep you as it's pet..Cats like plants,but this time...Plants like cats 🌿💚

Triggers : Sexual Content/Kidnapping/Brainwashing/Mature +18 Minors/Ageless DNI

💚Imagine being brainwashed and kidnapped by a massive mushroom plant who slathers you with it's nectar that has an aphrodisiac effect only to be held down and plowed senselessly by forest faeries elves, nymphs and the monstrous plant itself💚

Pov: How I see myself when in a water gun fight

Natasha Roik is dressed to kill

No…. Literally 👀

I ain’t ever seen a ugly butch/masculine presenting lesbian. It’s always all y’all gotta be ridiculously good looking 🙄🙄😭

p,,pierced dick!sugawara?? 👀 how pierced are we talking?

oh i’m talking the meanest prince albert ever.

he doesnt tell you, sugawara is secretly real mean and likes the surprise on peoples faces when he pulls his pants down, nimble, pretty fingers hooking into the waistband of his pants and underwear to shuck them both off.

a tingle runs down his spine when he sees your eyes zero in on the shiny silver, eyes widening in shock. makes your eyes roll when the reaction he garners from you has his dick twitch. its scary and looks heavy against his pretty, pale-pink cockhead.

its seconds before your eyes meet his, he looks so beautiful standing above you, kind smile plastered on your face, and a gentle hand finds your cheek.

“what? you dont like it?” he questions, taking his other hand to run his thumb over it, squeezing precum out to dribble over the barbel.

the juxtaposition of someone that looks so vanilla, so kind and well put hiding something like that in his pants makes you dizzy.

you were going to just suck him off, but with the wetness painting your thighs, that’s not what you needed.

sugawara could see your hestitaion, he frowns down at you, his thumb swiping against your lower lip, all before pushing inside your warm mouth.

he leans down, steadily stroking himself, his piercing bobbing with each pull down.

“c’mon, why dont you tell me whats going on in that pretty little head of yours?” his voice is like velvet, sweet and low. he presses down agaisnt your tongue for good measure before popping it out and smearing your drool down your chin.

“w-wanna know what it feels like inside.” you squeak out, already falling into a role hes so obviously put you in.

koushi tuts at your words, feinting a surprised look.

“wow! that’s so dirty,” he giggles and pauses, just to keep you on edge. the humiliation burns, “hm, looks like i’ll have to show you then.”

//As an optional thing in smut threads, Angel may have piercings in his cock and sheath. These would consist of a prince Albert piercing at the tip of his cock, Jacob's ladder piercings down the underside of his shaft, and three piercings along each edge of his sheath. The pa at the end of his cock typically has a ring in it and can be used as an attachment point for a leash or in bondage. The Jacob's ladder on the underside of his shaft consists of 10 barbells that form a row down his shaft. The piercings in the edges of his sheath are gromit type piercings. They can have rings or studs in them and may be used in bondage if fitted with rings. Rings or a cord of some sort may also be used to close his sheath. Either with rings fitting through the piercings across from each other or by lacing a ribbon, cord, or very thin rope through them like one would a shoelace and then tying it. This traps his cock inside while his partner uses him, which is very painful.

My headcanon is that these were either done by Val himself or by someone else on Val's orders. If it was someone else, the whole thing was probably filmed. These piercings would have been very painful and that would appeal to a sizable portion of Angel's fanbase.

If you're playing Val and want Angel pierced, but you don't want Val to be behind it, we can say he came to Val that way. If you play a different character and want your character to be responsible for them, we can work that out, too. I'm also open to writing those being done, too. This would just be something you'd need to ask for, because it's not his default state.

kinktober day one: size kink!

BAGGY PANTS ♡ GETO SUGURU

fem!reader x metalhead!geto suguru

ingredients: geto suguru's baggy pants are more than just a fashion statement

what's it: smut

allergen warning/s: size kink, hair pulling, pleasure sub!reader, oral [m!receiving]

sugar level: 1.5k

regulars: @ventdavi154 @deobiforever @sugusshi @angelshub

parlor's note: you don't have to be a metalhead to be able to self insert, but it is mentioned a couple of times that you two attend metal concerts together. i love this fic, it's really just self indulgence and i hope you guys enjoy it too!

bon appetit!

you've been friends with him since you were a student in high school, being inseparable and attached at the hip. whenever there's a metal band that's going on a world tour and is going to tokyo, he always comes knocking at your dorm's door. quite a number of nights and midnights of your teenage years were spent with him in the moshpit, and patching each other up because someone got too rowdy in said pit.

unfortunately, once you two graduated, due to a shortage of teachers in jujutsu tech tokyo's sister school located in kyoto, you had to transfer, making you and suguru drift apart for some time. of course, you always kept in touch with the man, a month wouldn't pass without either of you shooting the other a message, you'd always greet each other happy birthdays, send each other memes, and on rare occasions, you'd attend concerts together like you used to, but suffice to say, your relationship now is lackluster compared to your relationship then.

a few months ago though, you received an email from principal yaga about coming back to tokyo and being the third year's teacher. he informed you that he has already asked principal gakuganji about the matter and there was another sorcerer who could handle your students in kyoto, making the decision a no brainer.

the offer made your heart skip a beat in all right ways and in just a few more messages, you were unofficially a teacher at tokyo metropolitan jujutsu technical high school and the rest is history.

ever since reconnecting with geto, you've gotten closer and eventually started dating your best friend since high school. there were a few changes about him, but none that you minded. he was taller, broader, hair a few inches longer, and now, he wears it in a half-up hairstyle unlike back then when it was always in a bun. he's more mature now too, wiser, smarter, better at strategizing. finally, back when you were students, a hundred percent of the time, he'd opt to still hear his school uniform when going on outings, except for those concert nights where he'd wear this uniform pants and then the band's merch tee. nowadays, when you'd go on dates, he wears baggy pants, yet the chosen top is still the same -- at this point, you're sure that ninety percent of suguru's closet is just black band shirts, while the remaining one percent is composed of his uniforms.

it fit his whole aesthetic; his chosen outfits. it's all very him, and at first, you thought that was the only reason why he wore the things that he wore.

when did you change your mind? right now, as he stood before you with his pants down for the first time.

it started with him recommending you a song, the summoning by sleep token and at first, you reacted to it the way you do with any good metal music, headbanging and wondering how the band composed such wonderful sounds, but it was five minutes into the song where the mood in the room changed.

suguru's featherlight touches accompanied the sensual instrumentals and the yearning in the vocalists words and voice translated itself into the way you ran your fingers through your boyfriend's hair.

oh, and my love

did i mistake you for a sign from god?

or are you really here to cut me off?

or maybe just to turn me on

'cause these days

i would be lying if i told you that

i didn't wish that i could be your man

or maybe make a good girl bad

i've got a river running right into you

i've got a blood trail, red in the blue

something you say or something you do

the taste of the divine

you've got my body, flesh and bone

the sky above, the earth below

nothing to say and no where to go

a taste of the divine

one thing led to another, and one by one, you were both stripped of your clothing until you were nude, having nothing but the other's body heat to keep each other warm.

geto found his ego skyrocketing at the sight before him, and you found yourself salivating at the sight before you.

suguru's cock was hard, the tip - flushed red from the blood rushing downward - moist with specks of precum. it seemed to be so heavy, the muscle curved down, presumably from the weight. bulging veins decorated the shaft and it was all so pretty, as weird as it sounds to describe your boyfriend's dick with the word. perhaps using big would be more appropriate. after all, the fact that you were intimidated by the size shows in your eyes, looking like a deer in headlights.

"it's okay, baby," geto cooed, breaking you out of your how-am-i-gonna-fit-that-in-my-mouth induced trance. one of his big hands were on the side of your face, his thumb stroking your cheek in comfort. "you can take it inch by inch, kay? you'll be good for me, won't you?"

under his spell, you couldn't do anything but nod. the only thought bouncing around in your head was the want, no, the need to please the adonis of a man in front of you, and as a thank you, he graces you with a soft smile before pulling your pouty lower lip down with the pad of his thumb. your eyes wander over to his other hand, jerking his cock off and pressing the head to your kiss swollen lips.

"fuuuck, there you go, pretty." he moans out as you suck it into your mouth. his precum hits your taste buds and the salt and tang of it almost makes your eyes roll to the back of your head.

encouraged by his hand petting your hair, you fit more of him in your mouth.

you try to make it easier for yourself by relaxing your jaw as he pushes his hips forward slowly, but the ache slowly creeps in. the sides of your mouth starts stinging as he stretches it out and centimeters after, tears are pooling in your eyes. you don't make a sound, though, or make any indication that you wanted to stop.

you wanted to take all of suguru in your mouth, you just wished it wasn't so damn hard.

"hey, hey, baby, don't cry." suguru looked down to sneak a peek at your beautiful flustered face, only to be heartbroken when he met your teary eyed face. he was quick to wipe the falling tears as he feels his heartbeat quicken. still, he can't help but chuckle. "it's not even half way in yet." his hand unexpectedly clutched at your hair when you gasped at his statement. it took everything in him to not immediately thrust his hips into your warm mouth after that.

a shiver went up your spine when he gave you a warning glance and you hoped you were able to communicate your nonverbal apology with your eyes as effectively as he could.

"look," he started to pull away. "w-we can do just the tip first, 'til you get used to it."

he stopped thrusting then, even though it took all of his power to do so. he wanted you to set your own pace, take as much as him as you could, until like said, you get used to it, and he knows you'll get used to it, after all, you're his good girl, always eager to please. if he's being selfish, he'd say it was one of his favorite things about you.

he absolutely adores that determined sparkle in your eyes as you bob your head up and down his shaft. spit's starting to leak from the corners of your mouth and drip down your chin to your tits, but you don't pay it any mind. you have a singleminded ferocity that aims to pleasure suguru, and nothing is going to stop you, not the way the back of your throat aches from being poked roughly each and every time you go back down, not the way your cheeks and your mouth starts aching, and not the way the corners of your lips feel like they're being torn apart. after all, if they do end up getting cut, you know suguru would drive you to the hospital with a fake reason.

no one but you had to know the real reason why geto suguru wears baggy pants.

i get: reblog

you get: a metal band shirt