Crybaby.

satoru often puts his infinity up when he's mad at you― even over the smallest, most minor and extraneous things, he will go as far as avoiding your physical advances at any cost just because he didn't like something you did.

verbal communication is long out the window now.

you want to put your small frame against his back in a tight and loving embrace? not on his watch.

you want to smother his face in apologetic kisses until you have him a giggling mess? uhm?! no!!!, he'd think.

it takes a lot of convincing until you squeeze your way past it, and more often than not, he falls for your teasing like an oblivious little puppy.

satoru gojo might be the strongest, but not when it comes to you.

"hey babe, you have some mustard around your mouth" you say sweetly, as you reach a hand out with a napkin and dap around the corners of his lips.

satoru gives you this vacant look, no thoughts evident inside that head of his as he allows you to gently rub the mess away, hot dog just inches away from his face. you smile brightly at him while doing so and then realisation finally hits him as your other hand squeezes one of his thighs.

he shifts his head away from you in a barefaced manner, eyebrows angling on his forehead and eyes fluttering shut. he lets out a huff before your palm on his thigh is no longer touching him and instead, flat against his infinity field.

you roll your eyes and chuckle, "if you're still gonna be moody about earlier and not let me touch you, at least have some manners while you eat."

"this isn't about earlier"

he'd say something along those lines after every single time you bring it up to him thereafter.

that was one of the occasions where you tried to slide your way under his skin, but you found that its a lot easier when he's not paying attention to you.

like now, when you go to hand him another napkin half an hour later of him stuffing his face with more bread, he just snatches it from you. in that margin of a millisecond that his infinity was down, you pull his wrist toward you and it has him collapsing into you.

"e-ehhh?! babe! i nearly got mustard in your hair-"

he doesn't notice you giving him a tight hug, head pressed firmly against his chest as he wipes some food against his sleeve from his mouth. he then carefully scrutinises the roots of your hair, just in case he didn't get anything in it.

you look up at him from where you are below in his embrace and you pout, watching his adams apple bob up and down as he swallows another portion of the hot dog.

and then you go to tickle him and he jumps away from you in a defense pose.

you laugh boisterously from this and you swear you saw a faint tint of red coating his cheeks as he goes to avoid your eye contact.

"babbyyyyy" you hear him whine with food in his mouth. he then swallows again, "new rule: don't come within ten feet of me."

"'toru?! you're so dramatic."

flailing your arms in the air now you continue, "one way or another, you're going to give in. you can't resist my touches."

he cocks an eyebrow at you, "oh, yeah?" he looks at you smirking and then rubbing his stomach, "i can't resist the taste of this hot dog. i need another one."

satoru grumbles and you throw your eyes away from him, "i'll buy you another one if you let me give you a kiss."

he looks over at you, squinting, "just one kiss?" you nod frantically, "just one, teeny, tiny, kiss."

he then puts a palm up in front of you, motioning you to pause so he can swallow the rest in his mouth. after doing so, he tilts his head to the side, rolling his eyes, and putting a finger against his cheek, tapping it repeatedly in a come hither motion.

you prance over to him, going on your tip toes and bringing your lips against the skin. you repeatedly, over and over again, kiss him, until he's falling back into the seat behind, giggling like a teenage boy and grabbing at your waist.

"okay! that's enough, princess-"

he's laughing now and you're sitting in his lap, smothering his prominent nose, the smile lines in the corners of his eyes that leave smudges against his dark shades, jawline, and eyebrows.

you then lean back, "still mad at me?" he sighs performatively, eyes focused elsewhere and he goes, "maybe a little."

although those words mean nothing when he's grabbing at your lower back and smiling.

Why is this so hot 😩

“You drive me crazy” ♡

-jujutsu kaisen x gn! reader

|| Attractive driving habits that the Jujutsu sorcerers subconsciously do while driving that makes you weak in the knees

pairing : itadori yuuji, megumi fushiguro, nobara kugisaki, gojo satoru, maki zenin, yuuta okkotsu x gn! reader

genre : fluff; slight crack

tw : none

words : 1.6k

Itadori Yuuji || Reaches over to help you with your seatbelt

Yuuji is wonderful at multitasking. Sometimes you wonder if he has 6 arms like how Sukuna does. One of the many little habits he has while driving is him helping you with your seatbelt when your hands are full. Yuuji reaches over whilst you two were on a red light, his body over yours as he tugs on the strap of leather and buckles it in. For a split second, his warm breath fans over your neck and shoulder, causing a blush to dust your cheeks.

You couldn’t remember the last time you put on a seatbelt for yourself. Yuuji had always done it for you, even before you dated. And Yuuji would do this at any state he is in..any state. So when you both return from a mission that led to his shirt being ripped by Sukuna, you thanked the universe you were alive to experience such a wonderful moment.

Yuuji didn’t realize he had such an effect on you until you shared a car with Nobara and she blatantly pointed out how you really liked it when he did that. Yuuji went all (°▽°) “Whaa”. Thanks to that, nowadays, from time to time, being the tease he was, he presses a gentle kiss to your neck before retracting his body back into his seat or whispers something to make you blush into your ear. To this day you ‘accidentally’ forget the importance of your seatbelt just so that your lovely boyfriend can take care of it for you.

“Are you always this clumsy? Or just needy for my attention hm?”

Megumi Fushiguro || Turns a corner and reverses with one hand

You’d be surprised at how much Megumi actually drives. He prefers a car rather than a subway or bus because it’s private and not full of random strangers’ trash. The day he received his license, he vowed to master the act of driving so that nobody can make him go on those public death traps again. An effect from his many driving lessons was his newfound comfort in handling a steering wheel. There came..the one hand driving skill.

You swore your eyes became the shape of hearts when he put one arm down as he was driving to parallel park. One of the hardest things to do with a car..and he did it with one hand?? That hand was about to have a ring on it if he didn’t stop.

Megumi noticed how you stare at him as he turned or reversed and asked about it. You denied any of his questions but proposed to him to pull his sleeves up while driving…for…reasons. Megumi was amused at the request, realizing what his little skill does to you. Oh yeah you bet this man gets cocky. Exposing his forearms and everything, he turns that steering wheel like it’s nothing with a proud grin, and in the process, steals your heart for the 198282829th time.

“So this is what you like? Interesting. Allow me to satisfy you then”

Kugisaki Nobara || Wears makeup while driving

Nobara usually has someone driving her because she claims to be too busy to drive. During a car ride she’d most likely be occupied with her phone or wearing makeup. I know what you’re thinking. Makeup in a car?? That’s begging for an incident to happen. Do not underestimate Nobara and her incredibly steady hand. She could perfect a winged eyeliner during an earthquake and that wasn’t a joke.

On rare days you’d join her in the car, she’d have one hand on the steering wheel and another dusting blush on her cheeks. The first time she did this, you swore that you planned your entire will inside your mind as she sped past the road. Nobara wasn’t an amazing driver, she barely knew what most road signs meant, but her hand eye coordination was top notch. Seeing her effortlessly drive while checking her ruby red lipstick in the rearview mirror made your heart perform gymnastics inside your body.

She caught you looking at her as she checked her lips and asked if something was wrong. “Ah- nothing” You smiled but Nobara knew better. Without a second word, she pressed a kiss onto your cheek with her fresh layer of lipstick, now a kiss mark on your cheek. You gasped and stared at her in shock, to which Nobara’s focus was back onto her reflection.

“I can’t have anyone else giving you that kiss mark, now can’t I?”

Gojo Satoru || Hand on your thigh as he drives

This must be expected. How else did he pick up one night stands and take them home? As Gojo says, “A simple act of seduction in plain moments is enough to get your endorphins running wild”. Oh yeah he was incredibly correct. As soon as you both were in your seats, Gojo would push away anything that covered your thigh so his hand could replace it instead.

He’d occasionally rub your thighs, sometimes innocently to pass the time during a slow drive or sometimes just to edge you on. You’d huff at his teasing, to which he’d just tease you more! His slender fingers tracing patterns on your skin, sometimes even conveying a little message of promises that either make your heart flutter or signs of danger that may approach you. Either way, you’re grateful he does this.

Gojo did this since the first time you both shared a car, even before you dated. Of course, he does it more comfortably now that you both accepted one another. Along with his vow to be the best Jujutsu sorcerer and protect people, he also promised to never stop teasing. That was literally his proposal to you. You could convey his feelings through how he held you, tightly when tense, gently when calm, jittery when excited. It was adorable and made you feel warm.

“You’re so cute..leaning into my touch like that. How about I give you a better show when we get back home, sound good, love?”

Maki Zenin || Arm around your headrest as she reverses the car

Maki Maki Maki. Oh she is so perfect in everything she does and more (this is officially a Maki Zenin stan account bc yes I love her very much and she must be appreciated). Maki, again, does not drive often. She believes it’s a hassle and would rather walk because it doubles as an exercise. On days where she was in a hurry, you’d hear the car keys jingling and it was like she summoned you. You’d drop everything to witness your lovely lover drive.

As much as you loved your drives, a part of you couldn’t wait until it was time to park the car, especially if she has to reverse it. Maki’s a cautious person and she’d do anything to ensure safety on the road, more so when the passenger is you. She’d place her arm behind your headrest as she twisted her body to see if the car was going to hit the wall behind the car. She wasn’t physically touching you, but her face would be beside yours, her cheek was basically begging to be kissed by you !!

You’d also surprise kiss her which almost made her hand on the wheel jump. Yes you’d receive a nice hit on the head but that blush on her face that was visible even in a dark parking lot, made everything worth it. Maki still does not know why you find this safety action so attractive, but best believe that before she returns to her seat, she’d kiss the shell of your ear or whisper something that is more often than not going to make your entire body heat up.

“If you want me to be close, just ask. It’s not like I enjoy being separated from you either”

Yuuta Okkotsu || Sneaks acts of affection during a red light

Yuuta is a very cautious man so do not expect his hands to be off that steering wheel unless it’s to do something important like turning on the blinkers and adjusting his rear view mirror. You could never forget the mortified look on his face when you suggested that he should drive one handed. “No! That’s dangerous..and it’s difficult” He blushed at his lack of skills in driving. You appreciated his caution for you but you wished there was some romance.

Of course, he’d get this sense of unease to leave you unattended without much interaction throughout the drive. To make up for it, at any slow traffic or red light, he’d sneak in some playful kisses, hold your hand or simply talk about anything and everything with you. The way he cares and thinks of your wellbeing is so attractive of him to do. Nothing can compare to Yuuta’s care for you. The small little conversations you shared made the entire ride all the more enticing.

Something he often does is take your hand and bring it up to his lips to kiss it, which symbolizes an apology because he was neglecting you, no matter how many times you assured him that it wasn’t a problem, it became a habit. Even though you don’t converse often, he’d play the radio for you to listen to some music or simply entertain your long rambles. Yuuta loves these moments with you and no longer believes that his inability to multitask on the road was a bad quality.

“I’ll give you all of my attention, no matter the situation. I love y- oh crap a car!! Sorry, love..”

note : they drive me crazy in more ways than one 🥴 i also just watched the jjk0 movie and broooooo yuuta <333 maki <333

As a certified reptile, I need the former category as my personal heater pls :((

Men who are heat sources, like a sports car engine, your very own furnace. No matter the weather, he always runs hot, with enough body warmth to spare. And spare he does. Touching him is like touching is like touching the outside of a working oven, it may not burn but the temperature change is clear - and that doesn't stop when he is asleep.

Unless you are running the ac, sharing a bed with him during summer is hell. He sweats through the night, and if you're under the covers he's gonna heat up the whole space. If you're cuddling you'll both wake up sweaty and hot, it's the price you pay for wanting skin contact with a car engine.

Now, during winter he is a blessing, warming up the room and keeping you safe from the cold touch outside the covers. He runs so hot he always sleeps without a shirt, no matter the season, so you'll always get the soft touch of his skin whenever you cuddle. And winter is perfect cuddling weather, the warmth of his body drawing you in like a siren call. You almost feel like a reptile, seeking the lifesaving touch of sunlight - and in a way, during those cold winter days, this car engine of a man is your own personal sun.

OLIVER, SHIDOU, KUNIGAMI, Nagi, Bachira, Kaiser, Sae, Gagamaru

Men who are heat sinks, hands and feet always cold no matter the weather. You touch him you are gonna be the one sharing your body heat with him, not the other way around. Unless put under intense physical strain he won't sweat, his body temperature won't rise, he'll always be feeling like he could use some warmth. One one hand it's good, he'll always be seeking your touch, on the other, sleeping with a body heat vampire can be kinda chilly.

He wasn't made for winter - clearly so. You either turn up the heating or you'll have cold feet touching you and icy hands wrapped over your skin. He may sleep in a shirt, but he'd rather you slept bare, so he could have more access to the warmth of your body when you embrace. And you will embrace, it's not an option, cuddling is mandatory to your reptile of a boyfriend - he seeks you like a lizard seeks a warm rock.

During summer, though, you are the one seeking his colder touch, letting his hands suck the overbearing heat from you. He doesn't mind, the weather isn't so cruel to him. He doesn't lose the reptile like need to seek your warmth and this time you are more than happy to give. You'll be wrapped around him all summer - shirt optional this time around. You know, maybe you should start considering just moving to somewhere tropical.

RIN, CHIGIRI, NESS, Kiyora, Reo, Otoya, Yukimiya, Sendo

yoo, thoughts on bllk boys who'd probably be in a 'die for you' (by the weeknd) coded relationship/situationship? 👁👁

Oh, that's definitely the Itoshi brothers' anthem. From the vibes I'm getting from a cursory lookover at the lyrics (I've heard the song before, just never paid attention to the lyrics before) correct me if I'm wrong about what they mean lmfao. Very much Sae, and also Rin - especially Rin. The emotional constipation and communication issues paired with that kind of intense and desperate love... Yeah, that's definitely Rin.

But let's start off with the 'colder' of the two - Sae. You just know that he's not going to give you enough in the relationship, especially in the start. Honestly, I think in terms of attachment styles (if you don't know about those, look them up and take the quiz! very fun and illuminating experience... lol), he's definitely very much on the avoidant end. He comes off as icy and distant in the start, impassive and bored, and although most of the angst would be dealt with before entering into a relationship with him (hopefully...) that doesn't mean things become that much better when you guys actually become official. Not in the beginning, at least. He's definitely softer, noticeably. He teases you with that trademark dry and sarcastic wit, bestows you with lingering touches, rare and precious smiles, but that's not enough. It's just not enough. At first, you cling to every crumb like a rain-soaked shirt to skin, desperate and lovesick for any ounce of affection, and his acknowledgment of you as his girlfriend sends you soaring. But of course, as a relationship starts progressing, one would want more, and it's no different in this case. Except, trying to ask a stubborn man like him for more is difficult, and eventually, tiring. It makes you feel crazy, trying to beg him for more than the bare minimum he offers. It's not necessarily so much so that he refuses to give you more, but more so that he thinks it's pointless. He doesn't see the point in complimenting you often (that would dilute their worth and effect, he would explain), or telling you that he likes you, I mean, you should know that, right? Otherwise he wouldn't be dating you in the first place. So when you start asking him for affection and for more of his time (to go on dates and whatnot... what? You knew he was a busy guy, stop asking to go out so often especially when you know the amount of precautions he'll have to take) and all of that, he starts feeling annoyed and cornered. You're asking for too much. What, do you want him to change for you? Is what he's giving you not enough? And before long, your need for affection is dismissed as neediness by him, and he declares you to be clingy and suffocating.

And we all know Sae doesn't hold back with his words, he's harsh and cold with what he believes to be true, and although he doesn't think he's being mean he totally IS mean when he coldly dismisses you as clingy and tells you that he wants an independent partner. And when your face crumbles like that, hurt visible now where it had been brewing subtly for weeks, if not months, Sae feels something that makes him feel even worse. Guilt? Yes, guilt. But he genuinely doesn't believe he's at fault for this, for expecting you to not be so dependent on him and expect him to be the kind of lovey dovey person he just isn't. And so when you ask him if he even cares about you, in that kind of pitiful broken voice, on the verge of tears - he snaps. He tells you if what he's doing for you isn't enough, you can leave him anytime and go to someone else. Of course, that's not what he really wants. What he's really hoping for is that you'll realize what you're asking for is stupid and childish, so you'll shut up about all of that and just accept what he's giving you. And you do, you shut up. And you're quieter after that, not as affectionate anymore, withdrawing into yourself. And although he felt relieved in the beginning, soon enough your weird behaviour starts making him antsy. At first, you don't message him that much after that argument, and then soon enough, you're not messaging him first anyways. He's the one starting all of your conversations (and he realizes, then, that until then you had been the one initiating most of the conversations), and although you respond, they get drier and drier with each passing day. And now you're the busy one, and he finds himself doing the chasing - albeit subtly - for your affection and attention. He finds himself doing the exact things you were asking for back then, but it's like you're completely unaffected by it, numb to it, and he realizes with a kind of late desperation that he's losing you. And he doesn't want that - but at the same time, he doesn't know what to do anymore. I mean, isn't he doing what you asked for then? He's doing that, so what else can he do? He can't be vulnerable, so he doesn't know how to ask - beg - you to stay when he can feel you slipping through his fingers. And it kills him, to watch you grow cold towards him like this, as all he can do is seem impassive to it when he is anything but.

After all, don't you know? He might not know how to tell you that he loves you, but he would die for you. So don't just leave him like this.

Now, Rin... He's an interesting case, and he's definitely more attuned with his emotions (uhm... in a slightly twisted kind of way...) and more capable of being vulnerable than his brother (ISTJ!Sae VS INTJ!Rin). So he's definitely more introspective and willing to communicate, and if you tell him you need something/want more, he's willing to accommodate you (saying that like he wouldn't like giving you the affection you want, because he loves every part of it - although he would never admit that. Fucking embarrassing as shit) and listen to your feedback, honestly. He's even fine with a certain extent of behaviour that is very clearly and outrightly clingy or needy (in fact, considering Rin's abandonment issues and loneliness, it would soothe a large part of him even if he's a bit troubled by it in the beginning, in contrast to Sae where it would make him largely uncomfortable - at least at first. The way the two would approach affection they're not used to is very fascinating especially with the whole younger and older sibling difference - Rin wouldn't know how to react at first, but he would definitely love and crave it, since he did receive it in his childhood from Sae. Sae would probably feel more uncomfortable with it, and I feel like he's more of a giver anyways, even if he's not doing a whole lotta giving in the sense that you would want him to 💀💀💀). That's until it interferes with his soccer, though. Although I believe Rin is the type of person who would pick his partner over soccer any day if he had to, that would come after a bit of dating/a while of him being in love with you tbh. But anyways, getting back on topic.

This happy too-good-to-be situation can only work so long as you're communicative as well, though. Because as honest as Rin tends to be, blushing and glaring at you as he calls you an idiot comes more naturally to him than 'I love you's. So if you want something and you're unable to tell him, things are going to go sour quick. He's not a mind reader, so as much as he's able to pick up on your moods and so on, he doesn't know what's going on in your mind. So if you want more affection, want him to hug you and kiss you more, express his love for you more, want to go on more dates, tell him. If you don't he's not going to know that. And although he's constantly trying on his own, scheduling movie nights, inviting you out to places he thinks you'd like, holding your hand in public because that's about the only kind of PDA he's comfortable with, if you need something more, you need to tell him. If you feel lonely sometimes because he doesn't respond to you much on days with practice, that his responses end up being more dry on those days, that you want to see him more often, then tell him. Otherwise, things are going to start crumbling. Good for you, though, because Itoshi Rin is not the kind of man that goes down without a fight. If he notices you're not telling him something, as much as he'll be annoyed at that, he'll push that aside in favour of trying to get you to open up to him - after all, don't you know? How soft he is for you? He might not be all that delicate about it, but he'll try to probe and get you to communicate with him - and although he seems relatively calm and collected, you don't understand how anxious he feels, how scared he is that everything could fall apart like this. Don't you know? He'd die for you, if he had to. So stop it, don't put him through this, please. You're crying now, and it feels like his heart is being ripped apart, and all he can do is hold you gently, like you're so fragile, like what the two of you have is so fragile, and run his fingers through your hair as he calms you down. It's okay, it's going to be okay. You two can work this out - no, will, work this out. Because this has to work out, and he's not giving up without a fight. He's in your corner, he's your pillar, don't you know that? So just tell him what's wrong already, dammit. And when you open up to him about all of your worries and insecurities, that you're scared you're a burden to him and his career, or that you're a bother to him, or whatever trash you're spewing, all he does is hoarsely call you an idiot and hug you even tighter. He assures you how untrue all of your insecurities are, but he knows that's not enough, so he promises to do whatever he can to prove to you how wrong your own mind is. After all, you're unbearably precious to him. He's already so attached to you, it's too late. Whatever you need, he'll give it to you, so please, just don't leave him.

Honorary mentions; post-wildcard Kunigami, and Barou.

Post-wildcard Kunigami definitely has intimacy issues, and he'll be closed off and mentally retreat inside, making him distant in your relationship (even though he loves you so much).

Barou would be similar to Sae here, except he'd be a lot more gruff and blunt about it, although tbh if it's something he's not necessarily against (like PDA - no way in hell are you convincing him to do PDA unless you're, like, to the point of engaged or something, and even then only a little bit) you could convince him if you can make him see your point.

Istg 😑

ᰔ daily life with megumi fushiguro

the life i want; the life i need

💀

Blonde hair is so romanticized and sought after and brown hair is considered plain but consider: we’ve actually got eyebrows.

⋆⁺₊❅⋆ 𐙚 ₊˚ warnings ꒱ྀི minor pregnancy and daddy kink. breeding. sasuke being kinda mean :p ﾉ wc ꒱ 1.1k ﾉ 18+

“noisy woman .”

he’s grumbling and muttering under his breath in annoyance. other than the meeting of sweat-slicken skin, there’s your pitiful cries that make his cock twitch regrettably. you’re pretty — far too cute of a shinobi even at your sloppiest.

a sibilant sound gets wrangled from his mouth at the subtle squeeze of your wet cunt, disrupting the steady momentum of his hips.

“shit.”

sasuke breathes out huffs of hot air, goosebumps rising on your heated skin. your mind is hazy, full of the thought of his thighs pressing stickily against your ass.

his strong hands plant themselves behind your knees, pushing them on either sides of your head.

“hnn— sasukeeeeeee.”

your eyes cross and your vision blurs. the sight sends blood straight to his throbbing sac, throwing the shinobi off. he staggers, causing his to cock slip out of your wet cunt and you cry at the emptiness. 

“n-nooo.”

your sharp pink nails dig into his skin, desperate to feel more of him.

he sucks his teeth. “would you calm down ?”

he pulls your hand away, and you let it fall against your forehead. your chest raises in anticipation, sweat dripping down the slopes of your breasts. he lines his fat head with your pussy, but god, your folds . . . they’re thick and fat, covering the very hole that he needs to bury himself in.

a trail of spit splats against your center. he couldn’t help it. your pussy is already doused in his cream and your sparkly arousal, but watching the spit drip down your opening ignited a fire in him.

sasuke’s left thumb pulls your lips apart, and his other hand firmly grips his cock. he rubs his heated member against your center before promptly sheathing himself inside.

“ s-sasukeee, y’r gnna hnnh—break me !”

he groans, doubling over from the intrusion.

“shut it.”

it feels like hours has passed the way he’s been mounting you. his cock is digging out your insides, his body caging you against the bed when his spend shoots out, but he’s not done — far from it.

“m’sorry . . . but you’re so big.”

and you’re fucking cute.

you were carefully done up so prettily. ribbons woven in your pigtails, konoha headband around the cinch of your waist, but those were long gone. one pigtail loosened, your makeup smeared, and clothes exposing your tits and cunt.

sasuke isn’t one to fawn over things like looks, he’s much more practical than that, but your beauty itself is a weapon. if he wasn’t careful, you’d puncture him.

you admire his lithe build, and it amazes you that despite being so slender, his cock was able to stretch your cunt until it burned. he re-adjusts the hand behind your knee. the other grabs the side of your ass, lifting you up and down his fat cock.

his strength still takes you aback. the thrusts were too much. your pussy was thoroughly ruined. you slowly begin to use your elbows to clamor away from the uchiha, but he grabs you tighter.

“don’t run from it.”

he’s never particularly talkative. only when he gets competitive and even then, he’d rather let his actions speak for themselves. but now, he can’t stop himself from provoking you. you were easy to rile up.

his hands on your hips slide down to grip the softness of your ass again to tug you back on his cock. your pussy makes an audible squelch when it collides against the base of his pelvis.

“what happened to all that talk earlier, hm ?” he eyes your lewd body, and god , maybe he can understand why jiraiya started waxing poetics about pretty girls.

pretty girls with pretty mouths and pretty holes to breed. he tugs at a puffy nipple, eager to put it in his mouth.

“‘I'm a big girl I can take it.’ that’s what you said, right? so show me. show me how big girls take it.”

you sniffle at the snark in his tone and condescension, but the trail of his warm tongue tracing the lines of your neck softens you.

“y’r mean sasuke.”

“and you’re a brat.”

he kisses you square on the lips, stuffing his tongue in your mouth. his thumb twirls around your clit, drawing precise patterns.

“am I still mean?”

you mewl from the redundant stroke on your achy bud .

“ a buh-big fat meanie.”

he gives one of his charming smirks that borders on a sly smile.

“but you like it. . . and you love me, which is why you said you help me, right ?”

he grabs his cock by the thickest part to pull out. he wipes his meaty tip on your sloppy mound before forcing himself back in. your walls squeeze around his girth, desperate to be full once more.

“'said you’d help me restore my clan.”

his palms pressed down on your belly, right where his cock reached. he’s stimulating all your sensitive spots, and you can barely put words together.

“god — you-you’re so . .”

he spanks your cunt and a pathetic stream of arousal escapes audibly.

he chuckles. “noisy mouth and an even noisier pussy . how cute.”

your knees want to close and push him away from you, but he doesn’t move . like an animal, he keeps you pinned down, and like prey, you can't break free from his grasp. only instead of sinking his claws into you, he sinks his cock deeper, pressing up against your womb.

“squeezing me so tightly. you must want it so bad.” he’s flushed against you, resting all his weight to keep you in place.

“want me to make you a uchiha ? my little wife ?"

“hiccup—p-please.”

“please what ?”

you whine, “make me yours.”

your legs connect at hips, pushing him further into you. he grunts, “so shameless . . . a filthy woman.”

you’re embarrassed. tears wells up in your eyes, and you look at him with adoration, even as he talks so recklessly.

“keep staring at me like that. m’ gonna breed this fat cunt all night.”

he gives you another messy kiss and there’s a surge of happiness when he matches your eagerness. he poured everything into it, tongue lapping at your lips and swallowing your precious moans.

“wan’ to make you a daddy , sasuke,” you whisper.

and he nearly bottoms out. “f-fuck.”

you reach down to grab your breast that jumps with every thrust, pulling on a pert nipple.

“gonna fuck you until my seed takes. until your tits get fat with milk.”

sasuke's on the brink of a rush . though he pursued a life of darkness and revenge, he buried that angst long ago. still, he never thought he’d live to think about things like women and starting families of his own, and now he was here making it a reality.

his mind is plagued with the images of children, a fruitful clan and the swell of your stomach.

he delivers more plunges, fat balls slapping against your seam until they throb. he expels with a sudden start, releasing inside you for the umpteenth that night.

he presses you flushed against him, determined to have nothing escape, not even a drop. he wanted to be sure that you’d be true to your word. you’d be his little wife, free to use and knock up.

sasuke rubs your belly, eyes gleaming red from the numbing intensity. he takes greedy gulps of air watching as you’re stricken with complete lust.

his name falls from your lips like a spell and there’s the familiar burn of desire swirling in his abdomen.

“one more time.”

Kissing Ghost on the forehead

Masterlist Kissing König on the forehead

Simon tried to protect you from Ghost, he really did. It was not that Ghost would hurt you in any way, no. And of course, it was not a disease or mental disorder of any kind - it's a coping mechanism. But once the mask was on - Ghost appeared softly and silently. And Ghost could do things, that Simon couldn't. Things, he wouldn't ever want you to witness.

He never made a huge mystery of his work - he just didn't give away too many details. Simon didn't even hide his masks - he just asked you to not touch him, when he's wearing one of them.

"It's dusty, I wouldn't want your hands to get dirty." When in reality, he wouldn't want your entire being to get corrupted.

Ghost was to be kept out of your house and Simon made sure, you never saw each other. Little did he know, you had your ways not only around people, but around symbols as well.

His last day at home was coming to an end: in the morning he had to leave for a long deployment. Simon packed his things, leaving the mask atop of his open bag.

The rays of the setting sun painted the rooms with large windows in shades of red and gold. He absorbed every moment, breathed in and tried to remember barely distinguishable smells and sounds that filled your house, walked aimlessly through the rooms when he saw this. You sat on the edge of your bed, next to his bag, holding his mask in front of you. Your eyes were screwed shut as you pressed your forehead against the cracked, grayish surface of the mask. It was as if Ghost was kneeling in front of you, letting you touch his forehead with yours. Simon froze, part of him wanted to end this scene right there, but he hesitated, not wanting to scare you.

You slowly opened your eyes and looked deep into the empty holes in the mask. Your lips parted and you spoke almost inaudibly.

"Protect him and bring him back to me alive."

Simons' heart skipped a beat, when he understood, you were speaking not to him, but to the Ghost behind his mask.

And then, when he thought, this strange conversation was over - you brought the mask to your lips and kissed its forehead. Simon was standing in good 10–15 meters from you, but he could swear, he almost felt your soft and tender touch. Anything he ever knew, anything both he and Ghost were capable of, crumbled and slowly disappeared before your wish. Anything, that still kept meaning both to Simon and Ghost from this very moment, was that wish.

"Bring him back alive."