Kloktober 2023 Day 3(???) - Mordhaus Costume Ball(-ish)

Kloktober 2023 day 3(???) - Mordhaus Costume Ball(-ish)

"So THAT'S why my pants keeps goings missings?! That's fvcking weird, dudes!"

Okay, this hardly fits the brief and I know I said I wasn't doing Day 3, but the spirit of thirst doodling overtook me and so I'm making this count. Maybe this also bleeds into "Fav Headcanon" for tomorrow's prompt (the headcanon being that Skwisgaar wears like a 29x36 in jeans and Toki is maybe a 32x32 and these jeans were never the same after Thunderhorse.)

Either way, have a To-- uh... Skwisgaar?? (vaguely from "Tributeklok" - s3e2).

SMUT AHEAD

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧MINORS DONT INTERACT✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

So like imagine any of the cod men putting whipped cream on Ur neck and just GOING AT IT

LIKE DOING THEIR THING

Yk

Or am I judt insane

Sobriety - Part 2

DILF!Leon Kennedy x fem!reader

Word Count: 4.5k PART 1

MINORS DNI! 18+

WARNINGS: depressive themes, creampie, praise kink, age gap relationship, slight mention of su*cide.

Other: No use of Y/N, aftercare, Leon is acting like a boomer that he is- surprise (not), him and Chris being my favorite pair of friends that definitely have had experimental sex at some point (I consider this canon but it’s not apart of this story)

The sun shone through the blinds- Leon’s head pounding harshly as soon as his eyes fluttered open.

“Fuck.” He grumbled- shifting in his bed- wait. This wasn’t his bed. It smelled of perfume, floral fabric softener- and the sheets were silky on his naked form. He had slept so well he had forgotten he had even… shit.

You laid on your stomach- peacefully sleeping with your hair in your face- naked.

Cute. Is what Leon had thought before realizing everything that happened last night. You two hadn’t been drunk- but definitely tipsy and equally horny. It slipped his mind that the two of you had even fucked twice.

‘Cuddle with me?’ you had asked lightheartedly after everything. Leon already knew that- 1: You were up to no good. And 2: He too was up to no good. It was hard to not be hard around you.

Though- the two of you did get a nice cuddle session in. He both loved and enjoyed affectionate things like that.

Before he could move or snap from his thoughts on his own- you grumbled something and lifted your head- hair a mess and your body halfway uncovered as the sheet slid off of you.

“I’m leaving the whiskey to you ‘old farts’ from now on…” you murmured- Leon smiling at your jest. He put a hand on your back- rubbing soothingly.

“Sleep okay?” He asked, taking a moment to admire how pretty you were even in this state.

You mumbled a soft mhm, enjoying the feeling of his hand on your back. He slowly removed his hand after a few moments, leaning over to check his phone on the nightstand. 10:23 am, along with missed calls that must have been silenced.

Fuck! he had forgotten he had work today.

He jumped up, getting into his boxers and looking for his jeans- frantic.

“Woah, what is it?” You asked, sitting up now.

“Late for work.” He responded, throwing the rest of his clothes on.

“You can’t shower first?” You asked facetiously.

“This kind of job doesn’t exactly allow much room to be this late.” His tone was a bit harsh- but you just tried to assure yourself he was just stressed right now.

He grabbed his keys and his phone, walking towards the door of your bedroom.

“I’ll text you, okay? I’m sorry to leave like this.”

You smiled, your reply lying within your face. He smiled back for a moment, before going down the hallway and letting himself out.

“Leon. Where the hell have you been? We tried calling you. The damned D.S.O. Was ready to come knock down your door.” Chris whisper-yelled, walking alongside Leon.

“I was busy.” Is all he replied, settling himself in front of the office’s coffee machine- pouring himself a steamy black cup.

“Busy? What the hell can you be busy with that you don’t answer your phone for once. I almost thought-“

“That I had offed myself? Yeah- as much as I’ve worried you and Claire before, I’m fine. It’s just life stuff.”

Chris scanned Leon’s face, looking him over. He didn’t smell like alcohol, which was a constant recently, and his clothes weren’t straightened and presentable like they always were.

“Oh.” Is all he said, crossing his arms with a smirk.

Leon knew Chris well enough to turn when he said that- practically hearing his smirk loud and clear.

“What’s that look for?”

“You know- you’re never usually this calm. Normally you’d be arguing back with me. That’s all.” Chris chuckled, amused.

“No- what’s so funny?” Leon pressed the issue further.

“You got laid, then?” He asked, tilting his head to the side.

Leon could swear he felt visible heat coming off of his face and he turned back to the counter, sipping his coffee.

“You fucking did! Well- that explains a lot recently.” Chris added.

“Keep your voice down. Jeez.” He muttered, shaking his head.

“Who is it?”

Leon sighed- realizing he wasn’t exactly in a bad mood- even with Chris grilling him.

“She lives in my apartment building.”

Chris’s face turned somehow even more intrigued.

“Well I’ll be damned.” He uncrossed his arms and patted Leon on the back, walking off.

“I’ll come finish pestering you later, buddy.” He teased, his voice a little too loud for Leon’s liking.

Idiot.

Finally- the last few reports were out of the way and he could relax. Leon had a few interns around to help manage his workload anyways- being the D.S.O. ‘Golden Boy’ (he hated that nickname), it was a given.

He closed the door to his office, sitting down at his desk and pulling his phone out. No text from you. He assumed the worst, and figured you probably hated him for leaving so abruptly.

No. Stop that.

Yeah. His abandonment issues ran deep.

He sighed, typing up a message for you. He hated spilling his feelings over text- which he barely knew how to text in the first place- but it felt so… in-personable.

“Hey- sorry to leave so suddenly. I can’t exactly disclose my work but I just hope you know last night meant a lot to me.”

Send.

He leaned back in his chair- anxious. He didn’t care about how mushy it was- he just wishes he could give a better explanation. To tell you about everything. This job. The bullshit. But he’d rather be sure he can safely tell you without getting a bullet to the back of the head for saying it.

Buzz.

He picked up his phone from his lap, quick.

“I understand. It meant a lot to me too- but I wouldn’t be mad at you for having work. I just hope you’re doing alright, is all. 💕 “

Leon’s heart fluttered for a moment, relief flooding his veins. You were understanding and actually giving a shit- despite most people doing the opposite.

He smiled wide to himself- his fingers typing.

“Yeah. I’m perfect- thanks to you, anyways.”

You both sent a few more back and forths- Leon so invested he didn’t even realize Chris had entered his office and was standing behind him- watching him text.

“Damn- look at you being all tech savvy. You two are cute.” Chris interrupted.

“Redfield. Get out.”

“Woah- your best friend comes to tell you that you can leave early and this is how you treat him?”

Leon cocked his head.

“Leave early? Why?”

Chris walked around the office- looking at the decor briefly.

“Oh, nothing much. I just might have.. put in a word that you needed a short vacation.. pulled some strings here or there.” He mumbled the last part, turning to Leon again.

What?

“Vacation?” Leon stood up, pushing his chair back.

“What did you say? Do you know how fucking long I’ve been trying to get a damned vacation- and they just listen to you over m-“

“Woah- woah. All I said was… well.. mentioned your little girlfriend. That’s all.”

God dammit.

“Chris. Her and I are not dating, and you can’t just go around-“

“Leon. Just take the damned leave and go home.”

Leon went straight back to his apartment- needing some time to himself. Apparently, before- he hadn’t been a priority for a vacation, being a single man and all. But now that they suspected he had a relationship- they were more willing to give him time away. After all- the single men at the D.S.O. were always the ones picking up the toughest, dirtiest jobs and heavy workloads. It also helped that Chris was oh-so-convincing.

Asshole.

He shrugged off his leather jacket- tossing it on the back of the couch.

The more he thought about it- the more a relationship didn’t sound bad after all. Then again- his previously mentioned abandonment issues ran too deep.

On top of all of that- you guys only fucked after getting tipsy. Sure, it was obvious why you invited him, but was it really all that romantic and a calling for commitment? He did like you. A lot. More than a lot. Otherwise he wouldn’t have slept with you. His mind flooded with overwhelming thoughts about everything going on right now.

A date!

He wanted to properly take you out. Make up for this morning a little, too. If he was being honest- he’d buy or do whatever for you at this point.

He grabbed his phone from his pocket, sending you a text.

He placed a hand on his chin- hoping that the text was okay. He was still getting used to the whole dating thing- especially with someone who was younger than him and more… caught up on things. He might as well live under a rock.

You looked over the last bit of your report before hitting save- your phone buzzing and bringing you from your school-work induced trance.

Glancing over Leon’s text- you couldn’t help but giggle.

He’s such a boomer.

You respond back with how much you’d love to- another text chain continuing for a bit.

It’s settled. Tonight Leon plans on taking you out for a date, details and time left secret to you as a surprise.

Leon feels the wave of excitement radiating through his nerves- barely able to contain it. He was happy to finally be able to get to know you a little more. Being friends- he knew plenty about you already- but now he could find out the personal details. Things the two of you wouldn’t tell most people. Maybe he was getting ahead of himself- but he hadn’t connected with someone in so long.. or ever. So he wanted it to go smoothly.

He showered- spending his usual 30 minutes after to style his hair. He wore a navy-blue suit and a white button up underneath, not bothering with a tie (He didn’t know how to tie one). He secured his watch back onto his wrist before spritzing on his cologne- going all out.

Not giving you a specific time- he decided to wait a while before showing up- figuring you might be ready by now. When he finally knocked on your door, you got up from the edge of your bed- nervous- wondering if you had dressed appropriately for this mystery date. You chose a short, simple but form-fitting black dress, heels to match, and your hair styled nicely to go along with your dark makeup.

You pulled the door open- the two of you equally blown away by the other.

Fuck. I want to tear that suit right off of-

“You look beautiful.” He murmurs, almost entranced.

“And you look… handsome.” You say- almost feeling guilty by how horny looking at him made you. But if it was any constellation- he felt the same about you.

“Something wrong?” He hummed, gesturing for you to step out into the hallway with him.

“No- it’s just. You look really good.” You smile- hiding the fact you think he looks a lot more than just ‘good’.

He grins, smile lines and all.

“Shall we?” He asked- holding out his elbow for you to hook with his.

You respond by doing so- Leon leading you down the hallway and helping you carefully down each step of the stairs. The trek to the parking lot was almost too long- the two of you now outside his car. and boy, was it nice.

“I thought you had a motorcycle?” You inquired, cocking your head.

He chuckled.

“Yeah- well it’s just for when I’m out on my own. I’d rather not risk something happening to you- especially since neither of us are dressed for the off chance we encounter road rash.”

“Ah- you’re right.” You hadn’t thought about that- then again you weren’t the most educated on motorcycles and riding as a passenger on one.

He pulls his keys from his suit pants, unlocking the vehicle and opening the door for you. You stepped in- sitting down on the shockingly comfortable leather seat.

Leon himself gets into the driver’s side- pressing the push to start button- roaring the smooth, quiet engine to life. You’re pretty sure you’ve heard people breathe louder than this car makes noise.

“So…. Mind me asking what you do for work? Drug lord? Pimp?” You tease- already figuring he won’t want to talk about it. Though, you still have some unease about his mystery job.

He sighs, a hand on your seat as he looks back to reverse the car.

“You’re cute. It’s quite the opposite, actually. Well- I can’t exactly give you details. Let’s just say I work for the government. At the most- all I can tell you is I work alongside the president.” He tries his best to give you as much as he can. He knows how unnerving it might be to go on a date and screw around with someone who you don’t even know where they work or how they get all of the money that they have.

Plus- he figures he owes you that much

“I see- so… if you work for the president- why are you living here? Wouldn’t a nice house or somewhere in Washington suffice?”

“Yeah- I suppose it may seem that way. But considering what I do, I’m always on the move. Not to mention- I don’t have time to be a homeowner. Repairs, upkeep. It’s a hassle. And sure- maybe I could hire someone to look after it- but again- with what I do, I can’t ever bring myself to feel comfortable with a complete stranger in my home. I like to keep things under my watch in the places I sleep. That- and I feel less unnerved on high ground.” He explains- every bit of it makes sense. Whatever he works with must be awful.

“What about me- I’m a stranger.” You add- mostly teasing but a little serious.

“Not… entirely. I trust you.” He says- turning to look at you for a moment before focusing back onto the road

You smile.

“I trust you too.”

The night continues- full of banter and you learning more about Leon- and vice versa. He had taken you to dinner in the city’s nicest restaurant- managing to score a last minute reservation thanks to, once again, his job title. It really did make you more and more curious now- but you knew better than to pry- especially after getting that much detail from him earlier. After dinner, the two of you were back in his car- satisfied after an expensive, filling meal.

“So…” he says, turning to look at you.

“Did you have a good time?” He asks, this not being the question you expected.

“No.” You start, his eyes widening for a moment.

“I had a great time.” He leans his head back on the seat with a thud, sighing

“You know- I’m practically a fossil. My heart could easily give out at this rate when you scare me like that.”

“Sorry- sorry. Maybe I should be carrying around a defibrillator?”

He chuckles, pushing his hair back for a second with relief.

You both make eye contact- silence strong.

Leon clears his throat, once again starting the car with a press of a button. A few minutes down the road and with soft rock music- courtesy of one of the ‘dad rock’ CD’s you had given him, an idea crossed your mind. Fuck. Maybe you should just go for it.

“I’m really glad you invited me out. I was starting to think I scared you off with the whole riding thing.”

You saw him visibly perk up, shifting in the drivers seat.

“Well- if that scared me off, I’d have to be a little fucked up in the head. I mean, it was-“ you interrupted him, a hand on his thigh- the fabric of his suit pants soft on your fingers.

He glanced at you, your face full of that usual mischievous look you gave before doing most anything at all. He knew it well at this point.

“Shit-“ he mumbled, feeling your fingers creep up his leg. He kept driving- his blue eyes scanning for somewhere to pull off. It didn’t take long.

You’re a little surprised by this- but the idea of fucking him in his car isn’t the worst idea. It actually starting to turn you on a lot.

He parks the car, one hand on the steering wheel.

“I can see what you’re doing, you know.” He chuckles, the sound sending a shiver down your spine and a throb to your pussy

“Yeah?” You ask, a slight bite to you lip.

“All I’m going to say is…” He leans in, just a tad.

“I wanted tonight to be special. So, when we get back to mine, I’ll give you exactly what you want. We can fog up the windows another time.” He smirks, knowing he had misled you indefinitely.

You go to stammer something- but the car is already back on the road. But now- the anticipation and horniness are tenfold.

He shuts the door apartment door, turning to you. Without a word, he leads you off to his bedroom.

“Why don’t you go ahead and sit down for me, hm?” He asks, going to the bathroom and returning with two matching candles. He sets them both on the nightstand- lighter in hand as he ignites each wick. Then, he cuts off the light- leaving the room flickering with a sunset glow.

Leon kneels down in front of you, slipping off your heels and setting them aside- his hands trailing up your bare legs.

“You’re beautiful- you know it?” He asks- huffing a quiet breath as he says it.

“Stand up for me, baby.” You waste no time- letting him guide you up before he gently turns you around with his hands on your shoulders, moving his fingers to pull the zipper of your dress. Leon gently tugs the fabric down your body, letting it fall before you step out of it.

You feel his lips make contact on the back of your neck, hair brushed aside as he lavishes the area with care.

“So… so beautiful.” He mumbles against your soft skin. He again turns you back to face him- eying you over. “God…” is all he can say- urging you to lay down on the bed. He unbuttons his suit jacket- laying it in a nearby chair, his white button up joining it. His muscles tense as he moves, his hands finding their way to hook around your thighs and pull your butt to the edge of the bed. He sinks to his knees in front of your clothes pussy- the fabric of your black underwear hugging your puffy lips in a way that makes him let out a low groan.

Leon’s rough digits glide over your hips and descend to your waistband- tugging the lace garment down those pretty legs and off into the corner of his room.

“God- I’ve been thinking about this all day.” He murmurs- his breath now fanning your bare pussy. He takes two fingers- spreading you out and exposing your clit perfectly- swollen and aching to have any contact.

He trails kisses along your thighs, the present stubble tickling you before he makes his connection with your pussy- his tongue dragging flat against your clit- making you buck your hips suddenly. He takes the liberty to snake his arms around your thighs to keep you still while his mouth sucks at your clit for a moment- alternating between those gentle suckles and licks. Leon tries his best to apply his memorization from how you liked him touching you last night.

Your moans quickly pick up in pace and volume from his ministrations- never having felt something this pleasurable before. It’s almost too much- along with the vibrations as he hums in delight against your throbbing center.

Or, well, moans against you- his cock strained in his layer of boxers and tight suit pants created a delicious friction for him as he ate you out- his hips moving lightly to situate the ache.

His right hand creeps from around its place on your thigh- loosening the hold on your flesh and moving to your already soaked cunt. His index finger gathers some of your wetness before pushing in- curling gently after letting you adjust to the feeling.

He pumps his finger in and out- adding a second which gives a nice stretch- being that his fingers aren’t exactly small.

Your back arches against the bed, hands clutching his sheets and perfect, genuine moans escaping your lips which only spur more reverberated noises from Leon against your clit. He more than eagerly laps at you- still flicking his tongue against your puffy, overstimulated bud.

You prop up on your elbows, watching him go at you like he’ll never get another chance to do so. His eyes flicker up for a moment- a sort of grin on his face without stopping what he’s doing. His other hand on your thigh creeps along your stomach to your chest now- pushing you to lie back- a silent agreement that he wants you to relax and enjoy it. (Which would be impossible not to)

You can barely get any other thoughts in- your orgasm so, so close. And it takes just a few more precise licks and a curl of his fingers and you’re in heaven- moaning and whining out for him while tugging on his soft hair.

But he doesn’t stop just yet- he runs his tongue along all of you- tasting every bit that he may have even missed before giving a last gentle suck to your overwhelmed bundle.

Now- here he was positioned on top of you, your thighs on either side of his hips as he stared down at you and unhooked your bra. He set it aside- his hands gliding over your stomach.

“God- where do I even start..?” He murmured, raising up on his knees a bit- his cock already poking at your puffy lips. You could feel him twitch slightly- his face conveying that he was thinking.

“Hope you don’t mind, but I enjoy looking at that pretty face when I’m in you.” The butterflies in your stomach soar with glee.

He reached one hand down- guiding himself against your entrance and pushing in slightly.

“Fuck-“ He looked down at himself sliding into you- his face proud and his cheeks tinged red while his hair covered his face.

“This what you wanted, baby?” He asked, bottoming out with his hips flush against your butt- his hands moving your legs onto his shoulders. The nickname is still making your head feel light and airy- it’s almost absurd how endearing he is despite the two of you still not being official.

You nod, a small ‘yes’ escaping quietly.

“Oh, I know. You’re cute. Thinking I couldn’t tell how badly who wanted it in the car. If I’m honest- I almost caved right there.” He huffed towards the end of his sentence, pulling out and slamming back into you with a good bit of force but not roughly. He wanted to keep things a tad bit sensual- unless you begged otherwise.

He began moving in and out slowly- your walls dragging along his cock.

“Jesus…” he mumbled, his hands coming up and caressing your thighs gently as he moved his hips- no guidance from his hands.

“Leon-“

“Hm? What is it, baby?” His voice is so low and gravely that you swear it even travels through you- striking every chord of pleasure.

“Faster- please.”

A soft smile played on his lips- and he stopped for a moment's time, turning to kiss gently on the leg that rested on his left shoulder- the familiar tickle of his stubble making you squirm a little.

“You know… I think I might be able to do that. Maybe hearing a ‘pretty please’ might help me decide, though.” .

“Pretty please.”

“Pretty please what?” He grins, his brown strands feathered messily across one side of his face.

“Pretty please… fuck me faster.” You muster- any embarrassment fading.

He turns, letting out a low laugh of amusement.

“When you ask like that- I’ll give you what-“ he slams back into you fast, punctuating his words. “-ever you want.” He warbles the end of his sentence, and his movements are fast now. Leon bites his lip- his own hushed noises coming out louder than he intends. Grunts and low, throaty moans.

“God, baby.” He gently guides your legs off of his shoulders, leaning forward onto his palms by either side of your head so he can be closer. Your lower limbs lock around him eagerly, making him chuckle.

He keeps his weight on his palms, bending his arms a bit so we can lower down enough to kiss you while his cock plunges in and out of your wetness.

The kiss itself is slow and sensual- for a moment he bites your lower lip gently before pulling away.

“You feel so fucking good…” he picks up one palm and trails a finger over your lower lip- puffy and swollen from his earlier nibble. “So pretty… You like when I fuck you deep like this?”

You nod.

“Yes- Leon. ‘Ts so good…” you mumble hazily, drunk off of him.

He’s eating up everything about this- your face, your noises, the way your body reacts. Even better is how infatuated he is with you.

“Glad to hear it, pretty girl. Fuck- you want me to cum in you again?” A broken ‘yes’ escapes you- barely- and he thrusts a little harder, clearly trying to give you exactly what you want.

“Oh my god…fuck- you feel so…so good.” He groans, clashing his lips to yours as he cums in you- buried as deep as he can possibly be with one arm hooked under you to keep you close. His body is tense for a moment and he gives you a soft, lingering kiss before pulling out and sighing.

He rolls onto his back and pulls you on top of him- his muscular arms wrapped around you. He brushes some of your hair out of your face- appreciating the afterglow and crimson flush on your face.

“I really like you.” He says- out of nowhere.

“Mmm… I could kind of tell. But I really like you too.” You respond, the way he looks at you makes you melt.

“Good, because uh.. that leads me into my next proposition. I’d like you to be my girlfriend.”

You’re taken aback for a second- you had figured with his job he wouldn’t exactly be open to a relationship- but your heart flutters.

You return his earlier gesture- brushing his hair out of his face.

“Well- consider me your girlfriend.” He smiles- pulling you closer to him to kiss you once more, before patting your back. You groan, not wanting to leave your spot on top of him, but you know he wants you to pee and clean up. And you know better than to not do so for your own sake.

He helps you to the bathroom just like he had the night before, sitting you down on the toilet. He walks out, pulling the sheets off of the bed and putting them in the hamper- and you can’t lie- you take a moment to appreciate his ass. It’s…really nice. Probably better than mine.

You giggle internally, finishing up in the bathroom. Leon’s already putting on new sheets- spreading the comforter back over the bed.

He looks over at you, smiling.

“Hey- uh… maybe you’d want to stay over? I can make us breakfast tomorrow.” He asks, saying it carefully as if you’d decline.

You smile. Once again- your answer lying within your expression.

can I touch the booby

Real

Characters include: Gojo, Nanami, Geto, Yuta, Toge, Megumi, Itadori, Sukuna (true form), Toji & Naoya

Warnings: contains descriptions of cunnilingus

A/N: goin big with this one lol. I have a demon slayer version with 8 of the Hashira and it was pretty well received! So I figured doing a JJK version would be fun :)

Gojo Satoru

Oh this man… he’s a sweet talker and knows how to coax you into doing whatever he wants. Though you don’t need much coaxing when he asks if he can eat you out. He prefers you laying on your back, that way he can watch your chest rise and fall, pick up in pace and stutter all together. He’s agonizingly slow, he’ll place messy open mouth kisses all over your inner thighs before even daring to get close to your pussy. His hands will be spreading your thighs apart, keeping them wide open no matter how hard you try and close them or squirm away. He’ll nudge your clit with his nose, mouth hanging open so you feel his breath. He won’t do much else until you a begging him, telling him how badly you want to feel his tongue. When Satoru finally gives in, he doesn’t disappoint. Your left clinging to the bedsheets with his face buried between your thighs. He teases you by focusing on your entrance, leaving your clit to be neglected except for the occasional bump of his nose. It’s not till he can feel you squirming, cunt pulsing under his tongue that he finally acknowledges your clit. He’s rough, tongue sweeping across it over and over and occasionally sucking on it. He only introduces his fingers if he wants to feel you gush around him, he’ll pump them in perfect rhythm with his sucking. Satoru will clean up the mess as well, not a single drop of your arousal or release go to waste.

Nanami Kento

You’d think he’d be pretty composed while going down on you, that isn’t actually the case. I’d like to think that Nanami’s guilty pleasure is eating you out. He’s not one to tease, he’d rather overwhelm and overstimulate you over and over until there is a wet mark on the sheets. He’ll lap so greedily at your cunt, pulling away occasionally to praise you, tell you how good you taste, how cute you are, etc etc. He’ll take you in any position, similar to Satoru, he likes to see you while he eats you out. However, he prefers you to be flat on your back or on your knees, ass up for him to see. He’ll drag his blunt nails up and down your thighs, mumbling against your clit as he kisses it. He’ll tongue fuck you if he’s in the mood to tease, but most of the time his lips are suctioned to your clit. He loves feeling it pulse, the dull throbbing that tells him you are oh so turned on for him. It’s rare that he’ll make you beg, only because he’s addicted to your taste. He’ll add his fingers in if you request for him too, most of the time he just prefers using his mouth. It’s more satisfying for him, hell sometimes he’ll even cum untouched because he’s enjoying you so much. He finds your soft pleas to be like music, he’ll hum against your cunt, sending vibrations straight through you as encouragement to be louder. He’s a sucker for making you gush all over his mouth and fingers and will happily clean you up

Geto Suguru

He’s such a tease, he loves to make you feel embarrassed. He gets off on it really. He’ll make you ask him to eat you out, he’s made it very clear that he won’t do anything unless you describe to him in detail what you want done to you. He’ll have you in an position you want, he especially enjoys face sitting. When I tell you this man will make it a show? He’ll either record himself or make you record him as he gets right into it. He’ll do anything to maintain eye contact with you as his tongue laps at your folds, he’ll even make a show of putting his hair up so it doesn’t get in the way. He’ll keep your tight spread almost painfully far apart, not allowing you to even squirm. He’s also a biter, he’s going to leave your thighs covered in bruises and bite marks before he even starts going down on you. He’s the type to lick you once and then go on and on about how good you taste, even going as far as to leave your thighs and press his mouth to your ear before returning. It’s not until he can physically see your arousal dripping from your cunt that he actually lavishes you. Typically he’ll make you record him with shaky hands, watching as he makes out with your cunt until your folds are glistening with his spit. He sucks more so than swipes at your clit, not stopping until your back is arching off the bed and his phone is long forgotten.

Okkotsu Yuta

This man gets pussy drunk. He’s absolutely obsessed with eating you out. That little shy act? Disappeared the moment he’s horny tbfh. He’ll have you anytime, anywhere. At home? Sure. In public? Absolutely! Cause he’s bored? You bet. This man will literally go to you and ask if he can go down on you. He’s so soft and gentle at first, he takes his time sucking on your thighs before moving towards what he really wants. He’s the type to make out with your pussy. He’ll suck on your folds until they are puffy and swollen, until they are glistening in his saliva and flushed. He’ll use two fingers to spread your folds apart, his tongue lavishing your clit and suckling at it. He loves seeing a wet mark form below you, he’s also determined to make you squirt. He whines and moans just as much as you, his hips rut shamelessly into the mattress or whatever surface is below him. He’s only a fan of face sitting if you’re sucking him off. Your hips and thighs will be covered in scratches by the time Yuta finally decides he’s done. He’s going to eat you out until you can barely lift a finger, your whole body feeling like it’s been weighed down by bricks and your eyes struggling to stay open. Sometimes that’s as far as you’ll get some nights, tbh he’s pretty tried himself after the fact

Inumaki Toge

He’s super shy when it comes to eating you out. Toge loves hearing you sing him praises while he works his way down to your cunt. He really drags the whole process out, staring from your neck and working his way down. Toge loves hearing you tell him exactly what you want him to do. He’s the type to rub and massage your thighs while he starts teasing you, his tongue slipping between your folds. He’s a huge fan of making you stand while he eats you out, he finds it amusing seeing you struggle to keep your legs from crumbling. Like Satoru, he uses his nose to his advantage. He just may tease you more than Satoru does, he’ll put his mouth and tongue anywhere but your clit until you start to beg. When he finally does give some attention to your neglected clit, lips suctioning to it and sucking harshly. Toge uses his fingers religiously, introducing up to three of them while his mouth continues to play with your clit. He gets rougher when he knows you’re about to come. He finds it unbelievably arousing to feel your cunt twitching and spasming around his fingers and tongue. Toge’s cursed speech… he will only use it on you while in bed for two reasons. The first it to make you come, he finds it a bit amusing doing this while you are in public as well. The second is to make you squirt, especially since you get so damn embarrassed after. He thinks it’s cute

Fushiguro Megumi

He has an idea of what he’s doing but he really likes hearing you instruct him. He thinks it’s cute that trying to explain to him what you want gets you flustered even though his face his pressed between your bare thighs. Megumi uses his tongue the most, swiping it across your clit over and over at impressive speed. He’s surprisingly not much of a tease when it comes to eating you out, it’s a bit self indulgent for him. He’s the type to spread your folds apart and just barely ghost your clit with his tongue. He prefers to eat you out in bed, your ass up in the air for him to hit while he works. Either that or he’ll eat you out in semi-public places like your car, a guest bedroom at someone’s house, etc. He can be really degrading while eating you out, especially if he’s in a mood. He’ll suck on your folds and around your cunt just to see you squirm and beg. He won’t be satisfied until you are swollen, bruised and have trouble sitting after the fact. He’ll never use his fingers unless he’s mad and wants to overwhelm you, usually it’s followed by a string of curses until you have tears dripping down your cheeks for a handful of reasons. Not a single drop of your release will go to waste, he’ll make sure you get to taste yourself… even if you don’t like it.

Itadori Yuji

A messy eater. That’s all I’m going to say… kidding kidding.

Yuji really is a messy eater, he loves to make it sloppy. This man is a pleaser to the fullest extent, teasing you isn’t even a thought in his mind when it comes to your pussy. Teasing you means restricting himself, where is the fun in that? He’s also a spitter, seriously he won’t have you as anything other than a dripping, wet mess. He’s all about massaging your thighs, squishing your ass, nipping softly at the sensitive skin where your thigh meets your cunt. He loves to feel you shiver, legs squirming as you try to figure out if you want them open or closed. His tongue is swiping across your folds before burying between them, a low groan always follows when he tastes you for that first initial time. He’s determined to make you cum over and over so it shouldn’t be a shock when he gets you over the edge within a minute or two of going down. He is a sucker for making you a mess, especially when he sees how fucked out you look while moaning his name. Yuji will have you anytime, anywhere, any position, regardless of who’s around. He gets pussy drunk - similar to Yuta - to the point where he really may be addicted. He just loves how your cunt looks when he’s done, begging to be stuffed.

True Form Sukuna

Kind of fucking terrifying not going to lie. That’s because he’ll never use the mouth on his face. He’ll tongue fuck your pussy with a mouth he summons to his hand. Making you sit on his lap with a hand pressed firmly to your bare cunt, watching as you get more and more worked up. His other choice is that mouth on his stomach. While it’s not as versatile as a normal sized tongue, it still has its perks. He makes you use it like it’s a grinding board, again with your face just inches from his so he can watch you fall apart over and over. He knows that the eye contact, the proximity of your faces, it all plays into your pleasure. He won’t stop, this man has stamina for days and will gladly bite, lick and suck your cunt until your pleasure turns into genuine pain. Even then it’s a bit hard for him to stop. He loves degrading you, making fun of how wet you get for him, how easy you are to get aroused, etc. He prefers to take you within his domain, you are his, mind, body and soul. He loves claiming your cunt, saying it’s nothing more than a fun little toy for him to play with. He secretly finds it cute, the way he can see your walls clenching and fluttering around a dick you work so hard to obtain. Something he’ll always hold just out of your reach

Fushiguro Toji

God… it’s me again. Toji is a fucking devil. This man is notorious for waking you up with his head between your legs, softly licking at your cunt while his hands squeeze your thighs. He’s so slow, taking his time to lick fat stripes up your folds until they are shining with his saliva. He waits until you beg for him to do more, the way he massages your thighs send jolts of arousal straight through you. It’s only when you have tears in your eyes, face all fucked out and sleepy that he’ll finally indulge a bit. This man is vocal while he’s spreading your folds, exposing your aching clit. He grunts and groans as he tongue fucks you, lips suctioned to your sensitive clit and sucking softly. He’ll place kisses on it when he knows you are close, leaving you hanging while he moves down to your entrance. He’ll mumble praises for you, making comments about how wet you are while your orgasm fizzles to nothing. He only chuckles when you began to cry, aching to feel anything that would bring you to your release. Toji uses face sitting as a form of reward, letting you grind your cunt on his face and allowing you to cum as many times as you please. He’ll have a tight grip on the plush of your ass, guiding you to grind down harder as his nose bumps your clit again and again.

Zen’in Naoya

This man is cruel. If you manage to annoy him enough and convince him to go down on you, he’s not going to let you cum. He’s the type to tie your wrists to the bed frame, even going as far as to blind or gag you with so he doesn’t have to hear or see your whining. He’ll suck on your clit for hours, stopping and leaving you alone every time he knows you are about to cum. He’ll leave you on that bed for hours, playing with your cunt whenever feels like it. He’ll fuck you, letting himself cum just to leave you hanging again. He’ll clean you up, using his fingers to fuck you while his tongue swipes over your clit, watching your whole body squirm and pull against the restraints. He’ll only laugh, softly reminding you of your place and the fact that you must obey him. If you continue to not listen, he’ll call you an array of names. Your body would be marked with bites, scratches and bruises. He’ll lead you on saying if you just give him some more time he’ll finally let you cum. Instead he’ll go through the same motions again and again until he’s bored. You only get to cum when Naoya needs to be somewhere, he’s cruel but he won’t leave you completely alone in that state. Typically he relies on his mouth against your clit, smirking at how easily you came from so little effort