𝜗𝜚˚⋆ UNCLE KENTO.

includes: f! reader, aged up! characters, dom! maki / sub! yuuta, cunnilingus, bondage, overstim

maki using you to teach yuuta how to eat pussy !!（〃∀〃；）

well, teach might not be the right word. it's kind of like when parents throw their kids into the pool and force them to learn how to swim.

her hand has a vice grip on the roots of his jet locks, shoving his pretty face between your legs — legs that are tied by the ankles to either side of the bedframe. yuuta clearly has barely any clue what he's doing, but, to his credit, he can barely breathe.

his tongue is lapping at your sopping cunny so so so desperately, no direction or technique in sight. it's not even close to enough to make you cum, it's barely even stimulation at all. ugh!!

maki can tell you're dissatisfied — it's written all over your face and clear in your lack of moans — and it brings a scowl onto her face. "yuuta," she hisses, dragging his face against your sex, "try harder."

yuuta tries to mumble some sort of apology from his useless mouth, though it comes out as just a weak whine.

"listen to me," she scolds. and, again, it's just a whine in response.

though, he seems to actually listen. you can almost hear the cogs of his brain turning as his tongue tentatively flattens on the underside of your throbbing clit. the moan the bubbles from your parted lips is enough confirmation that he's finally doing something close to right. so, he does it again. and again. and again. until your choked moans and the lewd, wet sounds of his tongue lapping at your weeping bud fill the room.

"that's better," maki grumbles, and you can feel yuuta's lips curve into a smile at her half-hearted praise.

it's not long before your strangled, pitchy moans grow louder and yuuta's slurping the cum you're despoting onto his eager tongue. maki smiles a little as your squirm and whine through your orgasm — though your writhing is heavily reduced by your restraints. she uses her free hand to gently rub up and down your trembling thigh in a stark contrast to how hard she's gripping yuuta's hair, forcing his mouth onto your twitchy, overstimulated cunt again.

"too much, maki! tell 'im i need a — ah! — break," you gasp out when yuuta's tongue doesn't let up, flicking your throbbing clit like it's all he's ever wanted.

she almost laughs in your face at that. too much? no. he won't be done until he's mastered the art of making a pretty girl cum. "not yet," she says with a small head shake , "put your tongue in 'er, yuu," she instructs the boy.

and, he is so obident to her every command — she has him on the shortest leash, you think — sinking his hot tongue into your hole. he moans against your pussy when it excitedly clenches around the pretty pink muscle. he fucks his tongue in and out of your spasmodic entrance, a small smile on his lips as another climax seems to crash over you.

and, true to maki's word, yuuta spends hours learning between your legs until he is an expert! though, unfortunately for you, you end up a shaking, sniffling mess after far too many orgasms (o^▽^o)

locker room talk (satosugu x reader 18+)

word count: 3.9K

content: an alternate universe where suguru doesn’t die and becomes a teacher with satoru and you :))

warnings: 18+ smut, explicit language, sub!brat!reader, dom!satoru, switch!suguru, public sex, threesome, voyeurism, light degradation, oral on both genitalia, face sitting, light impact play, hair pulling, edging, overstimulation, creampie

a/n: this is my first fic i've written in a very long time and have published! if you like it, please send me requests!!!

for as long as you could remember, you were always around suguru and satoru. from the moment you joined jujutsu tech, you clicked with the pair but as much as they hate to admit it, you and shoko were also close. it was nice having a group of four people in your grade so that you could pair up on projects for school. now that you’re all graduated, the four of you still remain at jujutsu tech just under different circumstances. suguru, satoru and you are all teachers while shoko was pretty much the on hand school nurse which was nice for combat training. speaking of training, you get brought back to reality when one of geto’s cursed spirits comes flying at you and you narrowly dodge it by using your technique. 

“good one sensei!” you hear yuuji cheering you on from the bleachers. 

your technique was interesting to say the least, void’s menace, was what your families generational cursed technique was called. the way you were able to dodge suguru’s curses was creating a wormhole and stepping through it to side step the cursed spirit. that’s only one of the possibilities of your technique. satoru has always teased you that the name of it sounded like a copycat of infinite void but you can’t control what it’s called. 

speaking of the devil, satoru approaches the field you guys are training in today, “get your own technique!”

“now’s not the time,” you yell back to him as you open up a blackhole-like portal for suguru’s cursed spirit to fall into on its way to attack you and close it up immediately as it falls for your trap. 

while suguru was busy looking over at satoru, you open another wormhole and use it to appear right behind geto. you quickly take his arms while kicking him down by his knees to knock him over. he lets out a grunt as you successfully knock him to the ground with his hands behind his back, pinning him down with your own knees. 

“3, 2, 1! i got you!” you exclaim as you let go of suguru, holding a hand out to him to help him off the ground. 

wiping your forehead with the back of your other hand, he grabs the outstretched one in his own and tugs you down to the ground with him. you land on your forearms with a yelp, pouting towards your bully. using your technique back to back with training has you exhausted so you weren’t in the mood to be toyed with right now. 

“suguru, you ass,” you whine as you roll onto your back, looking up at the sky, “that was a low blow.” 

gojo goes on to tell the students that their training was over for the day as suguru actually helped you up this time. 

“it seems like you need to go hit the showers miss y/n,” satoru teases you about the dirt on your uniform thanks to his best friend. 

“i’ll do what i want, satoru,” you stick your tongue out at him as you smack the excess dirt off your sweatpants you use for combat training days. 

“and let us deal with the smell?” he waves his hand by his nose jokingly, “so cruel!”

“yeah yeah, yeah. i’ll listen to you just this once! not for you but for the kids.”

“ah c’mon you don’t need to lie to your favorite person.”

“nah i don’t want it to get to your head,” you wave bye to the blindfolded fool and turn towards the women’s locker room.

cutting the water off to your shower, you shiver as you step into the cool air behind the curtain. you can still hear a shower going in the locker room next door so you assume one of the students needed a quick wash as well. it was a hot day to train for sure so you can’t blame them. you have one towel wrapped around your body as you use the second one to scrub at your wet scalp. you didn’t want to get your hair wet but it’s hard to avoid in such a small shower. 

a clanking sound interrupted your thoughts but you don’t sense anything so you assume it wasn’t a big deal. someone was in the other locker room anyways, right? 

going back to drying yourself off, you move to your legs. water drops falling to your feet as the rest of it gets absorbed by the towel and then you hear it again. except this time it was followed by what sounded like a grunt. 

‘what if someone’s hurt?’ you think to yourself, debating on checking the noise. you hesitate because every person who checks the noises in horror movies is always the one to die first and you don’t want that. 

on the other hand, you’re on school grounds so the chance of it being dangerous is pretty low with tengen’s barrier. your second towel now thrown over your shoulder since you finished drying off your legs. you open the locker with your gym bag inside to grab your face moisturizer before your face dries up and begs for hydration. as soon as you open the lid, you hear the same noise with the same toned grunt. 

‘okay, that’s it!’ you decide, tightening the towel around your body, and grab your imbued shurikens just in case. 

you don't want to speak out loud and scare the person, intruder or not, you could get hurt. instead you quietly edge around the corner, trying to be as light as you can on your feet and peek into the other locker room that the noise was coming from. 

your eyes widen as the sight before you unfolds. satoru is kneeling before suguru with his hand around his best friend’s cock, stroking him in a slow and teasing rhythm. you can’t control your legs as you scoot closer into the room but not to the point of where they can see you. 

from here you can get a good view and hear their conversation. you can tell that they’re trying to be hushed since it’s a public space. suguru’s pants are halfway down his legs and his top is hanging on the locker above his head while satoru is still clothed. it looks like they were in a hurry to get some alone time. 

“you liked having them pin you down huh, babe?” satoru says as he circles the tip of suguru’s cock, getting a choked whimper in response. “they outsmarted you and that made you worked up, poor thing.” 

the accusation makes you bite your lip as you feel a tingle shoot down your spine, knowing that he was referring to you and your spar with suguru. 

“or were you picturing yourself doing that to them instead? wishing that they were pinned underneath you, squirming in your hold. i wonder how they felt at that moment.” satoru speeds up his hand, using his mouth on the tip and licking the precum as it oozes like a faucet. his words seemingly working suguru up even more. 

the image flashes in your mind, suguru’s strong arms keeping yours pinned to your back, knees to the sides of your hips as he straddles your ass. maybe you’d be able to feel the shape of his cock through his pants. it definitely seems like you would while you look at it now. his cock is pretty and proportionate to his height, which is very impressive, with a girth like you’ve never seen before. satoru has large hands and you can see that he can fit his hand around it with not much overlap between his fingers. the closer look at it makes you subconsciously drool, wanting to feel it in the back of your throat. you can only imagine what satoru’s would look like. 

a loud moan rips you from your own mind, seeing satoru with suguru’s cock down his throat. his nose hitting the trimmed hairs by the base, no gagging as you visibly see his throat swallow around the length in his mouth. another moan leaves the black haired man’s mouth and satoru pulls off, leaving a trail of saliva hanging from the reddened tip. 

“do you want to get caught sweetheart? you might want to keep it down,” satoru immediately deepthroats suguru’s cock again after the last word leaves his mouth. 

suguru’s hand flies up to his mouth, biting down on the back of it from the sudden stimulation. the other hand grasping at satoru’s hair, accidentally knocking off his signature black blindfold. you can tell that even before the blindfold was off, he was looking up at suguru while his nose once again brushed his happy trail. his bright blue eyes gazing up at him with adoration and lust. the sounds that manage to leave suguru’s mouth even through the bite make your clit tingle in arousal. 

your hand guiltily sneaks its way under your towel and over your underwear, feeling how wet you’ve gotten already. seeing satoru cock hungry and suguru struggle to be quiet has really affected you. you’ve definitely thought about the two boys like this before but never did you think it would happen. you slowly tease your fingers around your clit as you recall how you used to imagine what their cocks looked like, what shape their body took, the sounds they would make and now that it’s in front of you, your brain seems to move a bit slower. if you would’ve been paying attention to your surroundings you’re sure you could’ve felt earlier, satoru’s six eyes. 

now aware of your surroundings, you pray that even though you felt his eyes on you, that it was a false sense. you know that it wasn’t false when satoru’s eyes move to look in your direction with his mouth still bobbing on suguru’s cock and said man’s head is thrown back onto the lockers lost in pleasure. you subconsciously circle your clit faster with those bright cerulean eyes watching your every move. his eyes move back to suguru, pulling off his cock very slowly wanting to still please him. 

“come on out and show sugu’ what a dirty whore you are,” satoru calls for you. 

a whimper leaves your throat involuntarily from being degraded by the man. you remove your hand from under your towel and step forward into the room. all your confidence leaves your body as now you are the center of attention. your hands grip the towel tightly to your body and your eyes on the ground, now too shy to make eye contact. 

“did you hear how desperate suguru is for you? how he wanted to pin you down in return and put you into your place?” satoru teases you. 

“they didn’t need to know that, ‘toru!” suguru’s voice slightly strained from the held back moans, “what if they’re uncomfortable?”

satoru ignores him and looks at you, “are you gonna be a good girl and tell him what you were doing behind the corner? or are you gonna be difficult?”

debating to yourself what to say you land on, “make me.”

satoru gets up from his knelt position and starts to saunter over towards you, his calm demeanor sending a chill up your spine. you know he would never hurt you but you do feel threatened in a way. 

“say it one more time if you’re okay with whatever is going to happen.” satoru says when he’s about 3 steps away from you. 

“make.me.” you would never want to miss out on this opportunity to live out your fantasy. 

he quickly grasps your hair into his fist, pushing you down onto your knees while his other hand pulls down his pants and underwear. you know exactly where this is going and it excites you so you open your mouth with a moan in anticipation. his cock is exactly as you expected, pretty and pale like himself. the length and girth of it a perfect size with few veins and a light pink tip, extra drool drips off your tongue from examining him.

“fucking slut already knew what i was gonna do to them,” he groans as he shoves his cock down your throat, “you’re gonna regret that.”

he moves your head back slightly and then shoves you right back down, barely giving you time to catch a breath. you gag around the girth and your eyes already start to tear up. this has never happened to you in any other experience this quick, this one is already taking the cake. as the first two tears stream down your face, satoru keeps shallowly thrusting into the back of your throat. as much as he didn’t want to, he pulled you off of himself when your throat started constricting too much, he didn’t want you to pass out. 

“so what were you doing over in the corner?” satoru asks you again. 

you’re still sputtering from just having his cock down your throat and catching your breath. you try to talk but nothing comes out at first.

“i asked, what were you doing over in the corner?” satoru not cutting you any slack. 

you’re able to cough a few times to gain your voice back, “n-nothing!” 

“oh what? don’t want suguru to know about how much of a whore you are?” he still has your hand in his fist.

“y’know you don’t have to be afraid to tell me, baby,” suguru finally cuts in after he collects himself from satoru’s excellent head. “or else we’re just gonna hurt you more.”

“m-maybe that’s what i want…” you finally say to the pair. 

“oh ho ho. when i saw you touching yourself by the door, i knew you’d be freaky like us.” satoru admits. 

“mhm, been dreaming about this.” you admit shyly. 

“let’s make that dream a reality.” suguru joins you guys closer to the doorway of the locker room just to tug both of you by the hands to get further into the room. 

within minutes this experience has already blown your mind, it’s by far the best sex you’ve ever had. it started with you sitting on suguru’s face while doing your best to give satoru head, every time you stopped sucking him, he would shove his cock deep down your throat like before and suguru would spank your ass if that wasn’t enough.

cut to now where the three of you were in the same positions but suguru stops fucking his tongue into your hole and moves his face so his nose isn’t stimulating your clit either as a whine uncontrollably leaves your mouth sending vibrations around satoru’s cock. your pending orgasm starts to fizzle and you pull off of satoru. 

instead of asking you to move, the two of them seemingly work like they’re reading each other's minds. suguru grabs your hips while he moves onto his knees behind you and shoves his cock into your dripping pussy the same time satoru makes you choke around his length again. a deep moan escapes you from the stretch of suguru in your cunt. 

“fuuuuck, knew you’d be a tight bitch.” suguru groans from your gummy walls surrounding him. he already has your hips in a tight grip that’ll probably leave bruises but you don’t care about that right now. he then somehow grips them tighter and pulls them back onto his cock at the same time he starts thrusting. 

the angle has him fucking past your g-spot on every thrust and you can feel your orgasm building up again. usually you need your clit to be touched for you to cum but the situation and the best dicking of your life makes this an exception it seems. satoru yanks you off his cock by your hair like he did to you earlier.

“fuck baby, got a mouth like no other. we could definitely train your throat to not gag as much around our cocks,” he says panting, “almost made me cum already.”

he turns to suguru, “and lucky for you, i already loosened you up earlier this morning.” 

you pause as you realize what he meant, you’ll have to ask them about that later. satoru then moves out of your line of view and over to suguru. you have to admit, you imagined that instead of what you walked in on earlier, that it was satoru pounding into his best friend. you imagine the sounds suguru would let out as his prostate gets massaged and as soon as the thought crosses your mind, he actually makes a sound. his mouth is slightly agape, his nose scrunched, his face flustered and the noises, god the noises, his whimpers, and his breathy moans. the sounds alone are making you throb. 

“fuck it’s too much,” suguru whines. 

“be a good boy and take it. you were just whining to me about how you’ve been craving this.” satoru grabs him by the throat as he finishes prepping him and lubes himself up. 

before satoru pushes into suguru, he turns you around to face him again and immediately goes back to his previous speed. as he goes to pull out for a harder thrust, satoru then pushes in hard but not hard enough to hurt. you can tell because of the blissed out look on his face and his hips still, the only movement being satoru’s thrusts. 

he soon slows down into just a subtle grind and grabs suguru by the throat again, “if you stop, i stop. got it?” 

“ye–,” a moan interrupts his response, “yes… i understand.” 

“good boy,” he groans into his ear while pounding back into him. 

subconsciously suguru starts to thrust into you at a fast pace, fucking himself back onto satoru’s cock and then right back into your wet cunt. you can tell he’s already overstimulated and trying his hardest not to cum so fast. seeing how much pleasure courses through his body somehow makes your body hotter and your desperation stronger. he’s currently holding himself up by his arms with his hands by your head so you’re able to reach down between you two to rub your clit. as soon as your hand circles around it in the first circle you reach your peak, you orgasm like you’ve never felt before, as if your body went into a different universe. you can’t control the noises that escape your mouth as you cum, it sounds like a mixture of their names with a loud moan and your body twitches in release. the denied orgasms from earlier making this even more intense. 

“who said you could cum, slut?” satoru is able to tell from your moans alone. “you better not cum without permission.” he yanks suguru’s hair. 

“since someone wants to not be a good listener, we’re gonna give them what they want and make them cum so many times they regret it.” satoru looks at you with a powerful look in his eyes. 

he pulls out of suguru with a grunt and then grabs his hips to pull him out of you next.

“sugu’ you’re gonna take a break so you don’t cum and touch them while i take my turn with them.” 

suguru goes straight for your chest, mouth open as his tongue swirls around your areola and barely grazing your nipple. his other hand is doing a similar thing but the touch feels lighter. at the same time his mouth and fingers latch on to your nipples, satoru eases his way inside your warmth and rubs light circles around your clit. your mouth hangs agape and no sound can leave it. you already feel like you could cum again just from a light touch. 

satoru shifts his hips up ever so slightly and hits a spot you haven’t known of before. you’ve had your g-spot touched before but this was different, you couldn’t even begin to think about what it was at the moment, too focused on the constant bumping against that same spot. 

after a few more thrusts, another orgasm rushes through your body unexpectedly. satoru grabs your legs and rests them on his shoulders and leans down to fold you slightly. your hand is still idling by your clit so the deep and fast thrusts are making your arms shake and bumping into your pulsing clit. as soon as you reach the end of one orgasm, another over throws you again and your pussy is clenching so hard around satoru he has to slow down some or else he would’ve came. 

suguru pulls off your chest and kisses your cheeks, seeing how overstimulated you already were. you try to catch your breath while he does that and satoru comes to a still and is lightly massaging your thighs. you’re so sensitive though that just the touch of his large hands is still turning you on. he picks up on that quickly and replaces the light massage into a hard grip and ruts into you deeply. the sudden stimulation brings tears to your eyes as you can’t help but to continue to be loud. 

to try and get you to quiet down, suguru shuffles onto his knees to where his cock is now in front of your face. without a second thought, you suckle on the tip, collecting his precum. his taste is the classic bitter and salty but it’s not very strong so it’s not too bad. after getting a good taste and getting to adjust your mouth, you’re able to fit more of it in and do your best to move your head. luckily with satoru’s thrusts you have good momentum. 

satoru’s hands abandon your thighs but then instead go to your chest, squeezing it and pinching your nipples between his fingers while nailing your g-spot. muffled moans after muffled moans are heard vibrating around suguru’s length and it makes him grab the back of your head to bob it a bit faster. his movements are still a bit shallow so you can tell he’s getting close. 

“‘toru p–” a sharp moan leaves his mouth as you swallow around him, “please c-can i cum? please? oh fuck.”

you start to choke a little from not catching your breath and hope that satoru would say yes. instead he chuckles and says, “just a little longer.”

you whine in response, tears now falling down your face and start moving your hand faster on your clit. 

“oh fuck, you want me to leave it in you? want me to stuff you full of my cum?” satoru’s voice gets a little bit gruffer. 

you nod your head and moan louder intentionally so he could know that you want it. the lack of oxygen and the constant tingling stimulation makes you cream all over satoru’s cock again. the pulsing of your orgasm pushes satoru into his own and the vibrations of your moans over suguru’s cock also makes him shoot his load down your throat.

the two of them slow down their motions and pull out as they come down from their highs and you finally catch your breath. you can feel satoru’s cum oozing out of your sore hole and it feels like there was a lot. you see suguru manage to get up and grab a washcloth from his shower bag. he wets it under the sink and the two of them lovingly clean you up and ease you back down from your highs. they sit you up and give you one of their water bottles to sip out of.

“are you okay?” satoru asks as he pats your head. 

“mhm.” you barely let out because you feel as if your voice wouldn’t work anyways. 

“c’mon let's get dressed to go home and cuddle,” suguru caresses your cheek.

and you guys did exactly that…as well as a few other rounds. 

✩ㅤ cw. fem! reader, size difference, choking, size kinks, unprotected, dirty talk, praise, full nelson, mdni.

play fighting with suguru which later turns into him having you in a full nelson.

“awww, c’mon. don’t tap out on me now, sweetheart,” he purrs against the soft shell of your ear, hearing you sweetly gasp at the gaping barrage he creates with his thick cock. just a few moments ago—you were on top of him and now you were being stuffed full, legs dangling and weakly being held hostage while a beefy arm of his slings around your throat. your body collapses backward as you’re just idly bouncing on his lap, feeling each of his bulky muscles flex and twitch behind you. “biiiig stretch, fuck there we go. mhm, my baby’s all nice ‘n flexible.” he gruffs, peppering a few sultry kisses near the open curvature of your neck. you moan, feeling the secure grasp of his broad hands move from its original placement, gluing under the cracks of your thighs.

he’s got you in such a risqué position, your body continues to jostle against his, feeling his carved hard abs rub off against your skin. “ngh, suguru,” you squawk, and your hooded eyes peer down at yourself taking him in fully. his base had a pretty sheeny tan, resuming to pump in and out of you, already blissfully bottoming out. you felt him everywhere—and he’s just holding you upright with two burly arms, locking his arms under your plush pretty thighs. “ ‘m gonna cum again, fuck.”

with a husky snicker, he deepens his thrusts against you by moving his hands toward your rickety hips. a cunning simper spreads against his lips before he ghosts a few silvery slick fingers down your sopping wet slit. “well yeah, with a weak pussy like this, bet you are. you poor thing.”

your jaw couldn’t help but loosely hang itself open as he’s just ruthlessly lodged inside of your cunt, creeping a swollen fat thumb near your puffy hood to toy and flick with it some more.

his touch to you was like electricity, and you were very much on the verge of breaking. he was so thick — insanely thick, geto’s pearly poking crownhead mercilessly drags in and out of your pasty walls and you recognize the delicious curve of his dick all too well.

your moans grow even louder, so loud that it’s bouncing against the paper thin walls whilst the sharp slaps of skin create shivers all throughout your body. “fuck, more. put me in a chokehold, sugu.”

“dirty girl,” he grunts, his hefty base starting to slather up with sappy juices from your slick heat. a big brawny arm curls around your neck again and he presses a chaste kiss toward your cheek.

“my, you really shouldn’t say such things, y’know,” and as you’re still taking his cock, you feel his free hand grab near one of your breasts. he gives it a nice squeeze before focusing his attention back towards your neck, hearing your cute exasperated gasps. licking against your ear, he lowly whispers, making you slightly turn your neck to face his feral sly eyes. “i could just snap you in half if i really wanted to. all i gotta do ‘s jus add a little pressure like this ‘n . . my doll’s gonna be all broken and we can’t have that, huh.”

sweet sweet whimpers spill from your lips as his arm still remains wrapped around your throat. he makes sure it’s a safe hold, giving you a few frisky squeezes here and there just to hear you whine for more.

he’s so beefy. through your glossy doe peripherals, you could visibly see his veins pop out through his skin. you felt your pussy throb once you start to imagine all the times he goes to the gym alone, all the times he’s lifting weights.

if anything though, you wanted him to be lifting you instead.

“nothin’ to say? aw, pity,” his gravelly voice lowers, and you’re brought back to harsh reality once his palm swats against your ass. you bite down on your tongue in attempt to suppress your incoming lewd whimper but it still comes out. “fuck, always so warm f’ me, god,” and his grip against your neck loosens. the pits of your tummy tense and coil up as your clammy thighs continue to tweak and spasm from his sharp thrusts. so deep. every few seconds, he’d pull your legs up or drag them further apart just to hear you gasp.

you’re almost marveled by the fact that such an obscene position even exists. your legs could barely stand and if it wasn’t for the help of his hands, you’d be screwed.

“s- sugu—ah!” you whine, feeling his bulbous head ram its way against your convulsing g-spot. he knows that spot like the back of his hand, the cute bumpy texture that never fails to present himself around his angered tip. shaggy long tresses of black hair tickle near the nape of your neck as you fall back. “fuck fuck fuuuck,” you loudly snivel, digging your nails into his meaty thigh. once he hits it, he keeps hitting it until your cute voice strains itself out. he’s still practically got you folded as you’re trying to ride out your euphoric orgasm. the bed devastatingly dips inward from the crushing masses of weight piling on top of it.

“there we go, that’s my sloppy girl,” he coos in a raspy tone. geto’s pitching his voice against your ear as he speaks and oh, his words a mere raunchy whisper. he hears your talkative cunt squelch out, faint strings of syrupy slick forming a little plash around his weighty base. geto holds your hips firmly, showering the crook of your neck with a plethora of balmy kisses as your body ruts and shakes.

“good girl, listen to how nasty you always sound for me,” he hums, sneaking his stubby fingers back down towards your weeping wet cunt, maneuvering a few circles near your drooling slit. “i know, i know,” he talks over your enraptured shrills, and he then gives your pussy a patting spank. you moan, falling back against his sweaty chest and a trail of his curly chest hair titillates against the center of your back. “this is a lot more fun then wrestling, isn’t it, sweetheart?”

“y- yeah,” you swallow, and he teasingly wraps a stocky bicep around your neck again. he’s still merrily buried inside of your gummy walls, feeling you writhe around his lap and he chuckles. you’re panting, full lungs desperately trying to gather up any amounts of air that it could before you exhale. “again, sugu.”

with a purring hum, he lifts you back up, trying to pull your leg over your shoulder. “hm, fine. but keep up. ‘m not gonna go easy on ya this time,” and he gives your dribbling sensitive clit another playful pat. “and ‘m certainly not gonna go easy on her either. but, i’ll try not to break you too bad this time princess, no promises.”

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itadori yuji. here he was standing cock rock hard as he stares at non other then his sorcerer mrs. y/n panties. yuji has always had a huge fat crush on you. he can't count how many times he had to beat his fat cock at night to the thought of you. how many times he had to excuse himself to the toilet just because of his ragging hard on.

"here take it as a gift for completing the task I gave you" gojo saturo cheekly says. grinning from ear to ear as he hands his student the panties of non other then his lover.

"what are you-" itadoris cock twitch in his pants when gojo place the panties on his palm- it was wet. it was wet. it was wet. yuji repeats in his mind, not believing what's happening. did you squirt in these panties? was it your pussy who made this mess?

he gulps nervously as he glance at gojo who was still smirking at him. clearly amused by his student reaction. oh this is going to be fun, he thought.

" you don't need to be suspicious about it, it's simply a gift for your good work" saturo speaks out while laughing, waving at the boy as he makes his way out.

itadori finally breaks, groaning as he palm his painfully hard cock and bring your red panties to his nose sniffing the scent of your pussy in. his eyes roll back as his hips twitch. fuck- fuck- fuck, he's going to cum in his pants just at the scent of you. unzipping his pants, he pull his fat cock out, whining as he touch his red sensitive tip ready to explode and ruin your little panties.

"fuck! fuck! I'm going to ruin your fucking panties" itadori moans into ceiling as he spit into your panties and place them on his leaking cock, clearly lost in pleasure to give a fuck if someone finds him this way. his cock twitch, throb, the fabric of your panties is drenched with his spit and cum.

your pussy was in those panties. your pussy was in those panties. he keeps repeating to himself till white liquid squirt out of his cock, shooting directly into the panties that was wrapped around his dick. tears of pleasure slip down his face, his thighs giving out from how the force of his shaking.

he lays down trembling, the only thing on his mind was that he had to complete all his tasks so he can receive more of these gifts from gojo saturo.

itadori yuji. itadori stands at gojos office like last time, but he was nervous chewing on his lips as he thinks about whats going to happen. will he give him another gift for completing his mission? or will he mock him?

his thoughts were caught of once he hears the door of the office open then close, revealing gojo, who was clearly as excited as itadori was to see him. he makes his way toward his desk before speaking out.

"so? mission done" he questions already knowing the answer, itadori nodes to nervous to even speak a word. gojo hums as he place his hand into his pocket. "I guess it's time for your gift" his words make itadori stiffen, cock already hard- excited on what kind of gift he's going to get this time.

gojo remove his hand from his pocket revealing the special gift- your red bra. it was a matching set with the panties. itadori fights of a whimper that was about to slip past his lips as he stare at the big bra- your breasts were always so huge, so plumpy. they looked so soft. he just wanted to suck, knead, grope, squeeze them. he wanted to have a taste of those hard nipples of yours that popped out of your shirt whenever you didn't wear a bra.

his cock starts leaking, so eager to have a hold of your bra. his minds running a million thoughts- thoughts about filthy things he's going to do with this bra just like he did with the panties. he was a pervert. a pervert who slept every night with the new gift of his. licking, sucking on your panties every night. sniffing it before he leaves his room to go on a mission.

gojo grins, he was excited- so excited to see where this is going to go. oh little y/n, oh if you knew how much of a pervert your favorite student is.

and gojo promise that soon enough you will see this side of your student yourself.

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soft dom toji eating your untouched cunt for the first time?

❤︎ ໋𓈒 letting toji taste you for the first time

warnings. fem! reader, soft dom! toji, cunnilingus, praise, dirty talk, fingering, mdni.

“are ya nervous, baby?” he hums, stroking a thumb against your thighs.

you inhale a sharp breath, feeling your heart race as he laid between your legs with the smuggest grin tugging against his lips. “about time you asked me.”

“just hurry,” you panted, frantically whined, digging a hand through his strands. toji raises a brow teasingly before planting a kiss on the inner side of your thigh. he ran a finger down your panties and you watched, your legs trembled and yearned for him to just hurry.

toji softly licks a stripe between the pretty pink fabric of your panties before humming. “so impatient,” and then he pinches it, sliding it to the side before staring at your slightly pre-slicked folds. “damn, look at her, she’s so fuckin’ pretty.”

you whined, feeling the warmth of toji’s breath fan against your pussy. he’s really slow with his movements, he doesn’t wanna rush. you instantly shudder once you feel him use two fingers to gingerly spread your folds open. “gonna take my time with you, princess,” and then he leans in to give your sweetened entrance a single kiss. “so lie back ‘n let me eat. ‘m starved.”

you immediately fell in love with toji’s tongue, indeed he was purely messy. your ankle gently brushed against his back and he continued to flick his tongue against your nub.

you were so sensitive, nerves acting rapidly all throughout your body.

toji brings multiple play bites towards your clit before it turns into long sucks.

his eyes were closed, black lashes clinging towards his eyelids. he was incredibly into it. he chuckles, feeling you move your hips against his mouth. you whimpered, thrusting into his mouth.

“well shit, you’re such a silly girl. don’t even know how to act ‘round me,” he teases, using his right thigh to give it a soft squeeze. “baby, ya gotta relaaaax.”

“tojiiii . . ” you moaned, and your panties were still on.

you gasped, feeling him create soft wet kisses near the very crevices of your legs. he moves his tongue all over your thighs, not just solely what was between your legs. “f-fuck, more please.”

toji doesn’t respond, he’s so into it he completely tunes you out . . . as if he’s been waiting forever.

“look at me girl,” he mutters in a raspy tone. you panted chest heaving before you sit up to stare into his eyes.

toji parts his lips briefly before his a small gathering of spit trickles out of his mouth and right into your folds. you throbbed, watching his give you a coy smile before licking his lips. “pretty cunt, so perfect.”

“you’re s-so nasty,” you moaned, just about feeling your legs give out. toji chuckles—siding his tongue against your pussy. he gives it a chaste kiss, a smooch. which turned into numerous of kisses.

“have to be nasty for a pussy this sloppy,” he grumbles, tracing the tip of his tongue all over and around your inner thighs. toji was such a messy eater.

momentarily, your slick starts to run down his chin. you gasp, feeling him bring a soft spank towards your folds.

“ooooh. can see ya throbbing for me,” he whispers, sticking out his tongue to run it between your slit. “i turn you on that bad, huh princess?”

“s-shut up,” you moaned, feeling your heart flutter from his words — he was toying with you. toji always got off from your pleasure.

he makes you stare into his eyes, laying his tongue down flat against your cunt before lapping it up, slurp after slurp to make you squirm.

he was nose deep, gently moving his head from side to side with two rough hands gripped on the sides of your thighs. his thumbs delicately pressed against your skin before you moan, feeling the scar near the side of his lip swipe against your folds.

“f-fuck, toji your scar, tickles..” you whined.

“ohhh, does it, sweetheart?” he hums, sliding his tongue swiftly against your numb.

you whimpered, starting to grind your hips against his face. a low guffaw exits from his mouth before he playfully bites the side of your thigh . . . tiny bite marks sinking into your skin. “looks like someone’s gonna cum soon.”

with your bottom lip quivering, you started to grow more frantic, feeling an unfamiliar feeling stir up inside of you. it felt intense, you licked your lips before glancing up at the ceiling—your voice started to strain a bit once you took a moment to swallow, moaning your entire head off. “t-toji..”

“i know baby, i fuckin’ know,”

he purrs softly, and he leans up close to suck and lick against the outer part of your labia. then the inner part, that spot. it made your ears ring, your toes curl. he was so good with his tongue. you wish you’d have asked him to eat you out sooner.

your breaths start to hitch, gasping once he starts to rub against your clit with two fingers prodding against your entrance—you whined, feeling your legs shake entirely before it happened.

toji’s tongue still flicked against your sensitive vulva before he looks up to see you with the cutest expression — you’re catching your breath before exhaling a low sigh. “toji, t-toji.”

“come here.”

you were still overflowing with emotions from your orgasm, feeling the stickiness between your legs of your own sweetness before you sat up and leaned towards toji. he looks at you with a sly grin before cupping your face.

“ya did good,” he huffs, stroking your cheek awkwardly before green eyes of his trail towards your lips. “. . . now gimme a kiss. i want you to taste.”

you pout, immediately leaning into his touch, bringing your lips to collide against his. toji’s pompous smile remained on his lips as he kissed you—deeply, with immense passion that you moaned right into his mouth.

as your tongue curled against his own, you tasted the flavor of your own slick. it was so filthy. a right hand of toji’s grabs the back of your ass and you hear him groan. he makes you start to grind against him before he spanks you, earning a cute noise from you.

long moments later, he pulls away to stare at you with an intimidating gaze. “you don’t know how good you taste, princess,” and both hands of his are on your face—you stare at him before he slyly smiles, trailing his eyes down towards your current naked body. “but now, i want more than just a taste. i want all of you.”

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TOJI FUSHIGURO. ꒱‎

plap plap plap. ⋆ reversed cowgirl. ⋆ penetration + fingering. ⋆ demolishing your pussy. ⋆ exhibitionism. ⋆ pounding you from the back. ⋆ breath play. ⋆ you’re so easy to break. ⋆ riding him.

CHOSO KAMO. ꒱‎

jerking him off while making out. ⋆ choso being affectionate. ⋆ working your hand on him. ⋆ polite roughhousing. ⋆ worshiping you. ⋆ gameplay. ⋆ overstimulation. ⋆ 69ing. ⋆ bdsm.

NANAMI KENTO. ꒱‎

idk but the watch is soooo giving nanami. ⋆ thrusting inside his cute girl. ⋆ sitting on his lap. ⋆ wearing tiny skirts to get him to fuck you. ⋆ touching you. ⋆ what a pretty sight. ⋆ riding him.

GOJO SATORU. ꒱‎

his way of taking care of you. ⋆ backshots. ⋆ rubbing your clit. ⋆ mutual masturbation. ⋆ gojo coded. ⋆ folded missionary. ⋆ grinding yourself on him. ⋆ semi-public. ⋆ spooning you.

GETO SUGURU. ꒱‎

ghostface leaving you brainfucked. ⋆ cnc w ghostface. ⋆ helping you shove a dildo up your hole. ⋆ fingering you while pampering you with kisses. ⋆ fucking you too good. ⋆ bath sex.

SUKUNA RYOMEN. ꒱‎

nasty backshots. ⋆ he only feeds his cock to bimbos. ⋆ taped up cunt. ⋆ bdsm. ⋆ hes so mean when fucking you. ⋆ headlock. ⋆ at his service. ⋆ manhandling. ⋆ pounding you from below.

𝘼𝘽𝙊𝙑𝙀 & 𝘽𝙀𝙔𝙊𝙉𝘿𝑓𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 : 𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒋𝒊!

𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔: 𝑠𝑒𝑚𝑖 𝑝𝑢𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑐 𝑠𝑒𝑥, 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑖𝑚𝑔 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑡 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑛𝑔, 𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑒, 𝑐𝑎𝑟 𝑠𝑒𝑥

𝒑𝒍𝒐𝒕: 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒐 𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒐𝒋𝒊 დ

His Tinder pictures had been dangerous enough—a few casual shots, a grainy gym selfie, one where he was holding a stupidly big fish. But in person? Toji Fushiguro was something else entirely.

Broad, thick, and lounging in the dim booth like he had nothing better to do than watch you lose your mind over him

Because it wasn’t fair how effortlessly attractive he was, how his black button-down strained around his biceps, how his forearms flexed when he adjusted the sleeves. He’d ordered a whiskey neat, barely glanced at the menu, and then spent the next twenty minutes watching you toy with your straw like a nervous little thing.

“You always this quiet, sweetheart?” His voice was deep, gravelly, and way too amused.

You forced yourself to smile. “I talk.”

“To who? Your little dating app matches?” He smirked, swirling the amber liquid in his glass. “How many you got lined up after me?”

You scoffed, but your fingers were tight around your drink. “You think I’m a serial dater?”

“I think,” he drawled, eyes dark under heavy lashes, “you’re a cute little thing who has no idea what to do with herself right now.”

You could barely eat, barely sip your drink. The way his gaze kept dropping—lazily, knowingly—to your lips, your chest, the hem of your little dress riding up your thighs. It was all too much.

You weren’t even sure how it happened, who broke first.

One minute, Toji was tossing a couple of bills onto the table, the next, you were pressed against the sleek leather of his car, panting into his mouth as he dragged you into his lap.

“Fuckin’ knew it,” he rasped, fingers digging into your thighs. “Knew you were all worked up. You been dripping since we sat down, huh?”

You whimpered against his lips, rocking forward instinctively, and he groaned, big hands sliding up your ass, gripping tight.

“You shoulda just said somethin’, baby,” he murmured, licking into your mouth like he was starving. “Woulda bent you over the table.”

The mental image made you whimper, nails clawing at his shoulders.

He chuckled, teeth grazing your jaw as he shoved your dress up, rough palms kneading your bare skin. “Yeah? That what you want? Me playin’ with you in public, makin’ a mess of you in front of all those people?”

You shook your head quickly, but the way your hips rolled against him betrayed you.

Toji groaned, dragging you closer, letting you feel the hard, thick length of his cock pressing against your soaked panties. “Lyin’ little thing,” he muttered, pulling the flimsy fabric to the side, thick fingers slipping through your slick folds.

“Shit,” he hissed, middle finger teasing at your entrance. “You’re fuckin’ soaked.”

“Been—been like that,” you admitted, voice shaky.

That earned you a dark chuckle, his hand slipping lower, pushing one thick finger inside you.

You gasped, walls fluttering around the intrusion, but Toji just groaned, lifting his hips to grind against you.

“Shit, you’re tight,” he muttered, adding a second finger, stretching you open, his thumb rubbing messy, slow circles against your clit.

You were a mess already, clinging to him, legs trembling as he worked you open, his mouth hot against your neck, teeth scraping your skin.

“Gonna let me fuck you in my car, princess?” he murmured, curling his fingers just right, making your breath hitch. “Gonna let me wreck this pretty little pussy?”

“Fuck, baby,” he muttered, gripping your hips and grinding you down against him, letting you feel the full, thick press of him through his slacks. “You know what you’re doin’, sittin’ all pretty in my lap, whimperin’ like that.”

You barely had the sense to shake your head, eyes hazy, lips swollen from his kisses. “N-no, I—”

“No?” He smirked, pressing you down harder, making you keen. “This little dress, these pretty panties—” his fingers toyed with the lace before snapping the waistband against your skin, making you jolt. “Come on, sweetheart. You think I don’t know a needy little thing when I see one?”

You shuddered, hands fisting in his shirt, and Toji growled, impatient.

“Take ‘em off.”

You barely managed to lift your hips before he was yanking your panties down, shoving them into his pocket like he was collecting a prize. Then, strong hands gripped your thighs, spreading you wide over him, letting the cool air kiss your soaked folds.

“Fuck,” he murmured, one big hand dragging up your thigh, thumb grazing the messy slick coating your skin. “Look at you.”

You whimpered, face burning, but he didn’t give you a second to get shy. His hands gripped your ass, guiding you forward until your bare pussy was sliding along the thick bulge in his pants.

The friction was too much—too hot, too good. You moaned, clutching his shoulders, hips moving instinctively, chasing the sensation.

Toji groaned, head tipping back against the headrest, his hands tightening on you. “That’s it, baby,” he muttered, voice rough. “Use me.”

Your cheeks burned, but you couldn’t stop, couldn’t think. He was so thick, so hard beneath you, and the slow drag of his clothed cock against your bare, slick folds was driving you insane.

You sobbed, hips rolling in desperate little movements, thighs shaking.

Toji groaned, watching you with half-lidded eyes, his jaw clenched. “Goddamn,” he muttered, voice low, thick. “Look at you, fuckin’ yourself on me like a needy little thing.” You whimpered, burying your face in his neck, overwhelmed.

But he wasn’t having that. One big hand gripped your chin, forcing your gaze back to his. “Nah, pretty girl. You wanted this, didn’t you? Wanted to get all worked up over dinner, let me take you out here and make a mess of you.”

Toji smirked, dark and mean, and suddenly, he was undoing his belt. “Alright, baby,” he rasped, shoving his slacks down just enough to free himself.

Thick. Heavy. Leaking at the tip.

Toji caught the way your thighs squeezed together and chuckled, rubbing the fat head of his cock against your dripping folds.

“Go on, princess,” he murmured, guiding you up, his tip catching against your entrance. “Sit that pretty pussy down on me.”

Your breath caught as Toji’s thick head pressed against your entrance, teasing, stretching, the barest push making you tremble. He didn’t rush, didn’t force—just held you there, gripping your hips, watching with dark, hooded eyes as you struggled to take him.

“C’mon, sweetheart,” he murmured, voice rough, laced with hunger. “You can do it. Just a little more.”

You whined, nails digging into his shoulders, overwhelmed. He was too thick, too big, and the slow burn of him stretching you open had your thighs shaking.

Toji groaned, pressing a hand to your lower belly, feeling the way he was sinking into you, inch by inch. “Shit,” he muttered. “So tight, baby. You feel that?” He gave the lightest push, and you gasped, clenching around him. “Feel me deep in there?”

You nodded frantically, eyes glassy, mouth parted on a whimper.

He chuckled, dark and low, gripping your hips and pulling you down another inch.

You sobbed, thighs squeezing around his waist, toes curling in your heels.

Toji groaned, head tipping back against the seat, his hands flexing against your soft skin. “Fuck,” he rasped, voice raw. “This pussy’s a goddamn dream.”

Your head was spinning, legs trembling as he filled you, splitting you open in slow, agonizing inches.

“Breathe, baby,” Toji murmured, soothing but smug, stroking a rough hand up your spine. “Takin’ me so fuckin’ good.”

You tried, tried to steady yourself, but the stretch was so much, the pressure so intense—your walls fluttered around him, struggling to accommodate the sheer size of him.

Toji let out a low, satisfied groan, his fingers digging into your ass. “There she is,” he murmured, eyes dark, hooded with lust. “Knew you could take it.”

You barely had time to adjust before he shifted beneath you, planting his feet against the car floor.

You choked on a gasp, hands flying to his chest, nails biting into the fabric of his shirt.

Toji grinned, mean, before doing it again, forcing a desperate moan from your lips. “Fuckin’ perfect,” he muttered, dragging you forward, making you take him deeper. “Look at you, baby—sittin’ on my cock like you were made for it.”

You could barely think, barely breathe. Every inch of him stretched you so full, pressing into every sensitive spot, hitting deep, so deep—

Toji groaned, rolling his hips, slow and deliberate, watching the way your body trembled. “You feel it, don’t you?” he murmured, voice thick with satisfaction. “Feel how good I stretch this pretty little pussy?”

You whimpered, nodding weakly, and he chuckled, dragging his thumb down to your clit, rubbing slow, teasing circles.

Your hands clawed at his chest, desperate, overwhelmed, hips jerking as he kept you trapped, held you there, letting you feel every thick inch of him.

“Gonna make a mess on me already, baby?” he murmured, pressing you down harder.

You sobbed, thighs shaking, the coil in your belly tightening too fast, too much-Toji growled, fingers tightening on your hips. “Go on, sweetheart,” he muttered, picking up the pace, fucking up into you with slow, deep thrusts. “Cum on my cock”

Your whole body tensed, a sharp gasp breaking from your lips as the pressure inside you snapped. Your vision blurred, head tipping back as pleasure crashed over you in waves, your walls clenching down around him.

Toji groaned, teeth gritted, his grip bruising as he fucked you through it, dragging every last tremor from your shaking frame. “That’s it, baby,” he rasped, voice thick, his pace turning rougher, sloppier. “Fuck, you’re squeezin’ me so tight—”

“Gonna fill you up, princess,” he muttered, thumb pressing into your swollen clit, making you jolt. “Stuff this little pussy full—“

With a deep, shuddering groan, Toji buried himself to the hilt, his grip on you unrelenting as he spilled inside, thick and hot.

You barely had the strength to move, panting against his shoulder, body trembling, slick and sweat-damp against his chest.

Toji huffed a low chuckle, one hand smoothing up your back, the other gripping your thigh possessively. “Shit, baby,” he murmured, pressing a slow, lazy kiss to your temple. “Next time, we’re skipping dinner.”

❝Despite everything, it's still you.❞

a quote from undertale that made me really think of yuta :) so i really wanted to draw this out

Happy Choso ❤️

彡 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒, 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒, & 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒!

♡ — 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: There were a few rules Suguru Geto had to follow if he wanted to fuck you, Satoru Gojo’s girlfriend.

♡ — 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓: 18+ ONLY — MDNI, fem reader, brief mentions of depression, smut, penetration, creampie, & brief oral.

𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐄 — 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐁𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓 ♡

It was a favor. A gift. Suguru had been utterly depressed for weeks at a time — the sort of despair that made him stay in bed all day and only speak when spoken to.

However, when you came around, a temporary light returned to Suguru’s brown eyes. A subtle smile pulled at his lips. And therefore, Satoru decided to, if you were willing, let his best friend sleep with you for one night.

Suguru slowly slid into your hole with a gasp, followed by a sharp inhale as your warm walls tightened around his cock.

“Shit,” he muttered, his long black hair dangling around your pretty head.

He was quick to build up a steady rhythm, not wanting to waste a second, while also desiring to appreciate this rare opportunity and savor every moment spent inside of you.

From a chair positioned in the corner of the bedroom, Satoru watched his best friend thrust in and out of you, pounding you into the king-sized mattress.

“Eye contact, Suguru,” Satoru directed, slouching in his seat, his elbow resting on the arm of his chair as his fist pressed against his cheek. “She likes it.”

Suguru’s dark eyes stared into yours as it became increasingly difficult to hold back his moans.

𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐖𝐎 — 𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ♡

“Let her hear how good she’s being, tell her,” Satoru’s eyes flickered over your bodies. He hooked his long finger over his blindfold and pulled off the black cloth. “She deserves to hear it, doesn’t she?”

“She does,” Suguru replied.

His finger stroked your sweaty forehead, and as he fucked you deeply, as you felt every inch of his cock, he said, “You’re taking me so well, pretty girl. It feels so good, I’m proud of you.”

A small moan escaped you, and a little smile appeared on not only Suguru's face but Satoru’s as well.

However, as pretty as your moans were, they were quickly interrupted by Suguru pressing his lips against yours. He swirled his tongue around yours with the intent of tasting every inch of your mouth, and in that moment, Satoru realized that his best friend was not only experiencing lust . . . but love.

However, that wasn’t breaking any of the current rules, so he’d worry about that later.

𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 — 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇 ♡

If another man was going to fuck you, then he had the responsibility of making sure you experienced a toe-curling orgasm.

That was fair.

“Are you ready to cum, baby?” Satoru asked you kindly as he leaned forward in his seat, but before you could respond, he turned his attention to Suguru. “Make her cum hard, got it? And if she wants to scratch up your back, let her. It just means you’re doing a good job.”

“I got it.”

Suguru’s confident reply was met with confident actions as well. He hooked his hand underneath your knee with great expertise and raised your leg just enough for you to feel his cock even deeper — in all the right spots.

“Oh my god,” you moaned, your nails digging into his muscular back.

He adjusted his speed, fucking you harder and faster, and he too started to lose his composure as louder moans slipped out from between his lips.

“You’re going to make me cum too,” Suguru mumbled against your lips. He turned his head in Satoru’s general direction and asked, “Where can I cum, Satoru?”

“Inside. She deserves to be filled up, huh?”

Suguru couldn’t respond — not right now. Not when your pussy was practically milking him. He grabbed a fistful of the white sheets as you reached your blissful orgasm, clenching around him as shouts of his name escaped your throat, and that pushed him over the edge.

“I’m cumming,” he announced, nearly choking on his words.

As his own orgasm washed over him, he pressed his lips against yours once again. Cumming felt like an out-of-body experience — as if he was losing control of himself, and swirling his tongue around yours as he pumped himself inside of you made him feel grounded.

Suguru’s sweaty black hair stuck to his skin when he pulled away from your body.

“What a show,” Satoru said. Getting out of his chair, he approached the side of the bed and started to unbuckle his pants.

The white-haired man smiled down at you.

“Are you ready to take both of us now?”

When you nodded eagerly, the two men wasted no time flipping you over. Suguru lined himself up with your pussy once again, gripping your hips as he eyed your backside, while Satoru guided his cock towards your open mouth.

“I have a rule for you now, sweetheart. Two, actually.” Satoru’s dick slid across your wet tongue as he spoke to you. “When I cum, make sure you swallow every last drop of it. And more importantly, remember that you belong to me.”

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