How He Fucks … Ft. Monkey D. Luffy

With. Or without. (?)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Unforeseen trouble was going to erupt if these two noticed.

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

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

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

Lucky me. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

She is nervous.

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

“Uhm, miss?” 

“Yes?” 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You grin at his puzzled face. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“So close,” you gasp. 

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

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

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

©kenruu

Let's see if this becomes the Luffy fic for the week.

MY EMOTIONS ARE NAKED, THEY’RE TAKING ME OUT OF MY MIND

special thanks to @fanouropita ​for contributing to this work

୨୧ featuring: kaeya + diluc, heizou + itto, alhaitham + cyno, tartaglia + pantalone x fem reader 

ଘ cw: smut, threesome, public sex, handjob, nipple play, fingering, oral sex, multiple orgasms, pet names, voyeurism, mild monster fucking (itto & heizou’s part), masturbation, rough sex, double penetration, spanking, dacryphilia, forced orgasms, breeding kink, creampie, degradation kink, dumbification 

୨୧ synopsis: the only thing better than one man is two

ଘ wc: 4.7k

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protective!eren beating the shit out of some dude that decided it was a good idea to smack and grab your ass at the bar

protective!eren having to be pulled off of him by like 2 other guys, his shirt's a little ripped and his hair is a mess, but he doesn't care

he hates it when other people look at you too long, let alone have the fucking balls to touch you

and protective!eren makes sure you're okay, even though he's the one that ate a few punches in the process

he'd do it again and again and again

even when his friends make too many jokes around you, making you smile and laugh, protective!eren shoots them the nastiest fucking glare when you're not looking

that's his job

you're all his, there's no room for anyone else

when he's eating you out, protective!eren spits on your pussy and licks a trail up to your clit, keeping eye contact the whole time

he wants you to watch him take care of you

he'll always take care of you

protective!eren likes to ask, "who's pussy is this?" while he's railing you, your legs pushed up against your chest

he knows the answer

but hearing you break down in desperate moans and pleas sends him over the edge every time

"all yours, eren"

damn fucking right

Adult Tanjiro, who wants a big family, so he will keep pumping you full with his cum, praising you for taking it so well and being 'such a good girl'. Especially when he tucks his cum back in your quivering hole.

h-he would....

♡ ── warnings: aged up characters. smut. praise. breeding kink implied. cockwarming (implied, slightly). unprotected sex. female reader.

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♡ ── comments: IT'S TANJI DAY.❣💍 send thirsts/wholesome thoughts/anons/whatever<3

⋙ :: MINORS, AGELESS AND EMPTY BLOGS ARE BLOCKED ON SIGHT. :: ⋘

Tanjiro's dream had always been a life with you, and it did come true. Days didn't pass without him thinking about waking up next to you, bringing you breakfast, holding your hand — hell, he is so in love.

Now that you have been together for some time, gone through a lot of time and events, dreams and projects, you both were ready for the next step:

A family. Tanjiro's next biggest dream after you. Even better, a family with you.

The mother of his future children lies now underneath him, legs spread wide open but wrapped tight around his waist. Sweat, moans, whimpers. Sweet nothings and praises.

Tanjiro's big fat dick fills you completely; while it's gentle and tender, it's also rough and feral. You can feel the head of his cock bumping over and over again against your sweet, soft spot. Every time he does, you moan: his name rolling down your lips is his ambrosia.

The way he fucks you is sinful. But, how can you be so beautiful? He wants to keep going, you make him keep on fucking you. And now he's at it, your pussy squelches for him, your slick goes bubbly as he buries his dick into you. His hips snap at your skin but somehow, amidst all the pleasure rave, he's still careful. Careful enough to not hurt you.

"We're going to have a big family..." He lets out, a thumb caresses your arm which is close by as you're enveloped in him.

Lifting that very same hand, he rests his weight on his other forearm, continuing to fuck you good, like you deserve. Meanwhile the other hand, calloused yet so roughly gentle, now rests on your breast; your nipples perk up and harden as the roughness of his thumb massages it, applying just a little pressure so that is rubbing against the side of his index.

He loves the noises you make, he is enamoured. "Like that?" He breathes out the ask, speeding up just a little but without neglecting the depth with which his cock reaches into you.

Right then is when feels you clench when he hits your spot once more; a choked, desperate "right there!" followed by an "I'm so close—" plus the glossy look in your eyes bring out a smile in his lips.

Tanjiro's teeth grit. He can't keep his composure anymore. "Y-You feel so good, bunny... S-So good..."

Yes, your pussy is driving him insane. Quivering, clenching and sucking him in. Warm, wet and just shaped for him. The scent that hits his nostrils just makes it worse; he knows you're close. In fact, closer than ever. It makes him moan out loud, his eyes roll briefly to the back of his head. His abs contract again as he hits your cervix and keeps on hitting it. He's just eager to fill you up, to give you his kids, to make his biggest yearn true once and for all.

"I can't hold it much longer—" At this point he struggles to speak because, far from being selfish, Tanjiro always prioritizes you. But, on the other hand, the need to cum is stronger than ever. It's painted all over his face, his gorgeous, sweat coated face, which glistens with the dim of the light.

"Tanjiro, T-Tanji—" You call out, "So close, baby, 'm gonna cum!"

"Y-You are?" He asks, and a loud cry of yes! comes from you as your back arches. His gaze comes to meet your breasts, jiggling in sync with his pace. He's losing it, he imagines how swollen they will be when you finally carry his children, how beautiful they will look resting on your large stomach as you help make his dream of living a forever with you come true forever. He's drooling at the thought.

God, he needs to fill you up.

"I wanna... I wanna give you... give you m-my children..." His eyes half lidded, squinting just a little, meet your gaze. His thrusts have turned sloppy, but his dick keeps its delicious friction against your sensitive, velvety, tight and palpitating walls the same.

"Please! P-please! Fill me up, c-cum inside—"

Your request is instantly heard; his cock not only does stir, but it also palpitates. You can feel it go stiff, but he doesn't stop. Your name leaves his lips over and over again. Along with it, a promise to make you feel good, to fill you up completely, to give you his children and have a big family with you.

You don't need to hear it, you know. It's not like you can, though: lost in your own pleasure, you feel like you're ascending. The knot in your abdomen gets tighter, your clit vibrates so much and you keep on contracting around his cock.

"I-I'm cumming!" His forehead comes to rest against yours, his eyes shut close and his cock spits the first spurts of cum as he moans. You grip the sheets, your orgasm following right away.

Huffing and panting fills the room. But Tanjiro doesn't stop fucking you. He lifts his head and his upper half, and his crimson gaze travels to meet the point where his cock is still buried inside you, noticing how a little of his cum —mixed with your juices— is sliding out of your pussy.

Your walls are still aching with your orgasm, and this can only add to your sensitiveness. A whimper escapes your lips, and your tears fill your eyes as, with every thrust, your walls tingle with an almost unbearable pleasure.

When he looks up, he notices this. In reassurance, his lips meet yours in a sweet kiss, a kiss that makes you sigh and melt into it, wrap your arms around his neck. Your whimpers make him feel like he's going far, so he stops, but he doesn't pull out.

"Such a good girl..." He praises you, his fingers come to brush a strand of your gorgeous hair away from your sweaty face, "You took me so well."

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I couldn’t wait anymore for season 2 so I took matters into my own hands 😭😭😭

BITE MY TONGUE — toji fushiguro.

ABOUT: upon paying a visit to your local tattoo parlour, you leave more than satisfied.

WARNINGS: sub fem reader, tattoo artist au, overuse of petnames, tiddy sucking, finger sucking, body writing, teasing, talk of toji being a bad dad.

WORDS: 2.5k.

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"what can i do ya for, princess?"

though you rolled your eyes at the pet name, your stomach did a flip as the attractive, inky haired individual posed the question. instead of thinking up a clever retort, you merely shook his flirtatious smirk off and explained your ideas for the intricately detailed floral arrangement that you wished to have tattooed on your sternum.

"got any other tats, doll? it's gonna hurt, better make sure y'r prepared."

"yes," you mumbled weakly, finding yourself somewhat intimidated as toji stood up from his chair. his sheer size was frightening, and his black tank top that revealed his own heavily tattooed skin did nothing to soften the man's image.

"don't be nervous; i don't bite. follow me and we'll get ya set up. name's toji, by the way."

you trailed few steps behind him, eyes flickering between the dark lines adorning his skin. you could make out different sized depictions of koi fish and dragon scales, of pagodas and spider lilies. there was even some lettering in amongst the patterns — you assumed that they were the names of those important to him: "megumi" and "tsumiki".

he led you to a backroom and motioned for you to take a seat as he started to set up his station. toji pulled out a folder full of his premade sketches and, lo and behold, you fell in love at first sight. looking up to him with your wide and bright doe eyes, you explain precisely what you wanted as well as placement.

"i'm gonna need ya to take your shirt off, doll," toji instructed, "gotta look at where i'll be tattooin'."

heat rushed to your cheeks at the question, shrouding you with embarrassment. you knew that you'd have to get topless in order to get your desired tattoo, but you hadn't imagined that the artist would be so darn attractive. it took him looking away, busying himself with his inks before you could muster up the courage to slip your shirt over your head. it left you clad in your lacy pink bra that perfectly complimented your skin tone, or at least that's what toji thought. he had to maintain his professional composure, however, you were making it incredibly difficult.

"bra too, sweetheart," he requested, "i can give ya some pasties if ya want, but i gotta see that skin,"

you debated his offer, though ultimately declined — they wouldn't make a massive difference anyways. leaning forward in your chair as you reached around to unhook your bra, only to fumble with the clasp.

"need a hand there?" toji smirked, an empty offer masquerading as a sleazy joke. he hadn't anticipated for you to say yes.

you'd have his hands on you at some point, so why not allow him to help? toji's large hands made quick work of your bra, skillful fingers unhooking it. in an attempt to alleviate your nervousness, you tried to make small talk with the man - but what came out was certainly not what you intended.

"it looks like you're quite experienced at this," you stuttered as soon as the words left your lips, wishing to suck them back in. toji cocked a brow as he looked at you, wondering if you'd really just made a comment on how experienced with women you perceived him to be.

"i- i mean- your tattoos! not, umm, anything else!" you spluttered, mentally cursing at yourself.

"i've done my fair share." he chuckled, loving how flustered you already were. "tattoos and women, that is."

you truly couldn't decipher the seriousness behind his tone, even wondering if he was mocking you. "i, erm, i think i'll go. . ." you mumbled as you reached for your discarded shirt.

"come on now, sweetheart! i'm only messing with ya. it's all business here. . ." he gave you that look, as if sizing you up, before adding a barely audible "unless ya ask nicely."

you allowed yourself to listen, getting yourself comfortable in the chair, and toji began preparing you as he did all of his clientele. the pair of you just made small talk for the time being, mostly him talking about his own tattoos and how he got into the business, including sharing that the names on his back were of his children. that line in particular made your heart drop, because of course a guy this attractive was already in a relationship.

"i bet both your kids think you're the coolest," you replied, shivering slightly as toji's calloused hands graze over your sensitive skin. "you know, having a tattoo artist for a dad."

"wouldn't know," he responded flatly. "both live with their mothers; i jus' see 'em every now and then. it's better that way, i guess — ain't go no asshole to fuck 'em up."

"oh," you really weren't expecting that revelation, let alone for him to be so open regarding such deeply personal details. "i'm sorry."

"'s fine, really."

the two of you sat in silence for a moment, unsure of what to say. you internally reprimanded yourself for ruining the atmosphere, and toji was left to dwell in thoughts of what could have been if it had worked out with his past lovers. it wasn't until the man accidentally brushed his hand over your nipple that the uncomfortable silence that had descended finally ceased. and for the third time during this short appointment, you begged for a mystical black hole to appear and to swallow you whole.

you moaned as toji's thumb danced over your skin, albeit for a brief moment. he looked at you in both shock and awe, amazed at how pretty your whimper sounded — imagine what he could do if he was actively trying to pleasure you. his confidence once again grew evident due to the smirk plastered on his features, akin to cheshire cat leering at you whilst you hurried to gather your things and leave.

"what's the rush, princess? got a hot date to get to?"

you didn't have anything to say, simply staring at the flooring as your face heated up in embarrassment.

"c'mon, i see the way ya look at me. you ain't foolin' no one, darlin'. now how about ya sit yourself back down and i can give ya a little bit more than a tattoo?"

he'd read you like an open book, even having picked up on the pet names that made your knees buckle most.

"if it's any consolation, sweetheart, i think y'r the prettiest thing that's ever walked into this shop."

and with that, toji inched towards you. his large hand cupped your cheek, caressing your soft skin. he gave you ample opportunities to push him away or to withdraw yourself, but you failed to make even the slightest indication of resistance as he moved to plant his lips on your own. you would have expected a man of his genre to be harsh and bitter, yet every little shift of each muscle was laced with a sincerity and gentleness that you hadn't felt before. kissing him back with a certain fervour, you could feel the corners of his lips turn upwards and the scarred skin around his lips graze over your own. 

toji’s hands found your tits, eagerly groping at your chest whilst paying extra close attention to your sensitive nipples. he took a moment to move his mouth downwards, trailing a line of sloppy kisses towards your stiff bud. you couldn’t hold back your whines as the man took your nipple into his mouth, swirling his hot tongue around and suckling lightly. instinctively, your legs wrapped around his waist, working to pull him closer to you. there was an evident bulge in his tight jeans, and you brushing against it drove toji absolutely feral as he ravaged your body. 

“fuck, princess,” he growled against your skin, his hand edging dangerously close to your waistband. your mind felt too hazy to conjure an adequate response, resorting to bucking your hips against toji’s hand. although he understood, he wanted to hear you say it. “big girl words, darlin’,”

a group of strangled moans and barely coherent pleas fell from your lips, only for toji to shoot you a playful yet threatening glare. “please…” you mumbled, looking away in embarrassment once again. “wan’ you to touch me, toji,”

“atta girl.”

and with that, toji shuffled you out of the rest of your clothing, not halting until you were fully bare underneath him. the slight cower you had perfectly contrasted the anticipation and lust present in your blown pupils that practically shone under the studio’s lighting. you crossed your arms over your chest, not liking feeling so exposed. toji wasn’t a fan of this, however, for he quickly scooped up your wrists and pinned them above your head with a single hand. the other moved between your legs, assessing how wet you already were for him. his thumb caught your clit as it moved over your arousal, eliciting a drawn out cry of his name. 

“you’re already drippin’, princess,” 

you opened your lips to retort but failed to utter a single sound before toji slipped his thumb into your mouth, commanding you to suck it clean. you followed his orders perfectly, looking up at him with the most innocent, wide eyes that you could muster. once satisfied, you released the digit with a lewd “pop!”.

“shit, baby,” 

without letting go of your wrists, toji used his free hand to shimmy down his jeans and boxers, revealing his heavy cock. it slapped against his stomach, standing tall and already leaking beads of pre. your eyes widened at the sight, wondering if the man actually planned on putting it in you.

as though he had sensed your concerns, toji positioned himself to rest his cock against your stomach, getting a view of just how deep he’d be inside of you. smirking once again, he couldn’t help himself from grabbing a marker from his tattoo station and drawing a line across your lower stomach, just above the tip of his cock. 

“ready f’me, hon?” he asked, waiting for you to nod your head before he sunk his cock deep into your cunt. it was a stretch at first, with toji going as slowly as possible so as not to hurt you. strings of curses filled the room, accompanied with the squelch of the man working his way into your cunt. his free hand sought out your swollen clit, alternating between massaging delicate circles and swiping side to side in order to see what you liked best.

by the time that toji had finally bottomed out inside of you, tears were brimming along your lash line. he stayed still for a moment, allowing you to better adjust to having his fat cock buried inside of you. 

"you know, darlin'," he began to muse, "you'd look real fuckin' cute with a tattoo here." 

toji picked up his marker once again, and sketched a small rose on the left side of your stomach. each stroke of his pen was done with precision and care; in that moment he was truly an artist painting his blank canvas. it took him a few minutes until he was done, asking you what you thought of it. 

"can always get ya something a little more slutty if ya want," he added before doodling on your inner thigh, and a set of butterflies soon appeared on your skin. at this point, you'd been cockwarming him for a while and were ready for him to fuck your brains out. this resulted in feeble attempts to buck your hips against toji. 

"stop fuckin' moving, sweetheart. i'll ruin that pretty little cunt of yours in a sec, yeah? just gimme five more minutes."

that five turned to ten, and ten to twenty. your entire body ached for an orgasm, and couldn't take toji's teasing any longer. at this point, he'd sketched a good few tattoos on your thighs, and was currently working on his pride and joy for you: a filthy womb tattoo, with intricate spirals linked to a heart in the centre. with a few final swishes of his pen, toji left you with his name written inside of the heart. 

as soon as you heard the clatter of him putting down the pen, your pussy clenched in anticipation. toji did consider asking you to beg for it, but you looked so fucking cute covered in his markings that he couldn't hold himself back for a moment longer. he slid all of the way out of your cunt and pushed all of the way back in, beginning with a slower pace. if it wasn't for his grip on your wrists, you would be dragging your nails down his muscular back. 

toji's balls slapped against the fat of your ass as he sped up a little bit, brushing over the sweet spot that made your back arch. "fuck, darlin', if ya keep squeezin' me like that, i ain't gonna last," 

even with such little effort, toji had you falling apart underneath him. you admired the flexing of his biceps as he used his grip on your wrists as leverage to fuck into you, beads of sweat running down them. because of how long he’d already been in you, both of you had heightened sensitivities and your respective orgasms were already on the horizon.

you’d been reduced to inaudible begs of “more”, unable to find the strength for anything else. you came with a cry, gushing all over toji’s cock. your cunt pulsed around him, sucking him in as though she was craving his cum. it took every ounce of self control for toji not to fill your pussy with his seed, as he instead opted for pulling out of you. although your babbles shifted to complaints at the loss of contact, the man released onto your lower stomach with a few languid pumps of his cock, defiling your pretty self with his thick, ivory ropes. 

he held you still for a moment before placing a kiss to your chest and putting himself back into his jeans: if it wasn’t for the sweat that stuck his raven hairs to his forehead, passers by wouldn’t have expected that anything else was up. meanwhile, you were left lying on his seat, covered in both his sketches and cum, completely nude - you’d even left a wet spot between your legs. toji worked to clean you up, quietly reassuring you that you were okay and praising you for having done such a good job for him. knowing that he couldn’t consciously tattoo you now, he offered to drive you home to make sure that you were safe. it was a simple gesture, the gravity of it only becoming clear upon realising exactly how out of character this was for him. 

toji had taken a liking to you, and the phone number that he’d left scrawled on your thigh showed as much. 

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Your y/n moment with ceo sukuna ♡

a gift for the july babies @tonitart & hamtarochyy (twt)

A/n About mha but there's so many jjk characters I feel like would do this :3 so sorry for any errors.

Thinking about having a Pro-hero boyfriend that everyone loves, they adore him, he's just so sweet and kind yk?, literally would do anything to protect the civilians, helping people and saving them from villains. Practically risking his life every single day for others with a smile plastered on his face. Everyone looks at him with pure adoration and honor.

But behind closed doors when he's with you, he's not so nice and sweet when he has your body folded in a mating press, heavy balls slapping against your asshole as he's stabbing his cock into you in a reckless pace that has your cunt gushing and creaming all over his length, he makes sure that he's balls deep buried into your cunt to the hilt with every hard thrust. Every. Single. Time, when he's frustrated because of work, whether it's because a villain got away or he didn't get to save a civilian, he takes it all out on your poor cunt as soon he gets home, he doesn't waste a second. He doesn't even bother getting his hero costume completely off before he's rutting his hard cock into your tight hole, splitting it in two around him while he's stretching you apart.

He thrusts himself so fucking hard into you that he might almost break you one day because of how reckless he is with your poor little body, training and working out is a serious thing for him so him being so fucking bigger and stronger than you, even than a normal man is no surprise, matter a fact he practically has the body of a fucking Greek God so manhandling you into whatever fucking position he felt like bullying his cock into you in and fucking you stupid in, wasn’t that difficult for him at all.

He loves having his way with you, it's almost sadistic how he laughs and mocks you every time he has you blabbering a bunch of nonsense on his thick cock with fat tears leaking out your eyes, big strong arms flexing against you, displaying his ripped muscles while he's holding your body effortlessly as he's fucking you in full nelson, your pathetic little babbles and moans filling his ears as he's licking your tears away. Hell, he'd even have you screaming his Hero name while he has your filthy cunt making a mess all over his cock.

And Oh there's no words to describe how much he loves making you nervous and teasing you whether it's circling his thumb over your asshole, and poking it ever so slightly so he can hear the shifting of your moans, making you overthink that he's going to force his thumb inside of you, then he just chuckles and moves his thumb towards your clit to rub sloppy circles on the sensitive bud. Or whispering a bunch of nasty shit to your ear while he's ruining you because he knows how much that shit drives you crazy.

"Fucking hell I'm gonna ruin you, gonna reshape this cunt to the size of my cock so it could be perfect just for me, you get that? You belong to me".

"Such a good little cumslut f'me aren't ya baby? so fucking warm and tight for my cock".

"Fuckkk princess no one can fucking ruin this cunt like I can, your daddy's one of the best fucking heroes, only I can fuck you this good and stupid, yeah?"

God :( imagine being carried and fucked by jake, the fucking size difference is making me go insaneee. His strong arms just holding you as he looks down at you with he’s fucking cocky smile and his ears against his head :(

the way i just sat and stared at this ask for a good five minutes with my mouth wiiiiiide fucking open.

he’s a whore for stomach bulging. he loves smirking down at you and watching his cock slip in and out of you, licking his lips as his dick presses up against the inside of your tummy.

since he’s so much bigger than you, it’s so. much. more. noticeable. that man is packing at least a 14 inch. so you’re definitely going to be fucking sore after probably one thrust.

he gets really cocky when you try being bratty w him and he puts you back in your place by fucking you until you’re drunk off his cock. it’s his favourite thing to do. laugh in your face as your eyes roll to the back of your skull.

one hand of his can cover your entire head and he uses that to his advantage when he’s pounding into you missionary-style, pushing your face into the ground, fucking you into oblivion.

he’ll tease you a lot about your size difference, it’s honestly a regular thing w jake. he’s just really cocky, but i understand. i know how tiring it gets when you’re lugging that big ass thing between your legs 24/7.